#Baekhyun x male reader

[glorianamultistan]

Repeated love (Baekhyun x Male Reader)

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I just got this random idea in my head. So I wrote this. I hope y'all like this. Warning: It is smut. So minors DNI.

I do not own the pic.

It was never supposed to happen like this. The waves emerging from the back of his neck were now reaching all the distant parts of his body.

Enough was already abandoned for things to not go forward, but it was still all wrong. Baekhyun stood close to him, his mouth just below the younger's ears whispering 'We are doomed y/n, why did we do this?'

Y/n, who was in a Dionysian trance, just whimpered out monosyllabic moans of affirmations. Baekhyun was still in him, the movements were still there.

The older, even after acknowledging that the situation was unwanted in every aspect, continued. The lure was too strong, the guilt nonexistent.

After finishing the second time, Baekhyun managed to guide both of them to bed from the kitchen counter.

Their clothes were spread around the kitchen area, and the suits were all a wrinkled mess now.

'Y/n, what will we tell your husband and my wife? Hmm?' Baekhyun asked while kissing anywhere his lips could reach on the younger's neck.

'Ah!? Hyung... I... This. They will kill us.' Even now y/n can not stop his hands from sliding over the older's built chest and abs.

He had seen Baekhyun naked before, they never really reached this stage but while they were together they had many passionate sessions.

'Should we run away love? We didn't when they made us marry like this, so let's do it now.'

Y/n tried to sit up but the older just embraced him tighter 'Don't, don't get up, I have controlled myself for more than five years now, I can't let you go like this.'

'But, hyung, we need to get back to the reception, they will not let me be away like this.'

'We will see what happens.'

Y/n was not strong enough to resist. It was what he had desired for so long. He wanted him closer, closest to this body possible. So he hugged him tighter. Here it goes, this is how it was supposed to be.

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[hypertriller]

' Diga, Fale e Repita '

| Nome: Baekhyun x Leitor Masculino (+16)

| Sinopse: Você bem sabia que trabalho é

trabalho, mas Baekhyun fazia questão de

querer adicionar algo á mais nesse

rótulo.

| Conteúdo: Sugestivo, Baekhyun sendo um

grande pervertido, beijos, toque corporal, Baekhyun

sem camisa.

' Say, Speak, Repeat '

Trabalho é trabalho, nada mais deve ser envolvido nisso. Durante todos esses anos desde que você havia se formado essa nota nunca escapou, fugiu ou se fingiu de morto, um único deslize poderia fazer tudo ir por água á baixo, e obviamente você não queria isso para si e nem para mais ninguém.

Só que tinha um pequeno detalhe: Desde que você decidiu adotar o ramo do entretenimento como uma fonte de renda nunca passou por sua cabeça o quanto seria difícil ser equilibrado, e principalmente!

Ser focado em ser profissional.

Ser auxiliar do gerente de um dos grupos mais famosos do kpop tinha seus benefícios e também suas consequências. Como por exemplo, você recebia uma quantidade boa de salário, que tava para sobreviver por três meses seguidos com o mesmo salário, mas em contra parte, ter férias era um evento histórico que acontecia de século após milênio.

O EXO é o grupo mais diverso que existe, eles trabalhavam como nunca, principalmente agora que estão promovendo seu álbum junto a title que estava estourando na Coreia quanto mais internacionalmente, Tempo é uma música divina, com vocais cativantes, rap intenso e uma coreografia quente e muito sexy, com palavras que deixa qualquer um imaginando mil coisas, os visuais do MV deixava qualquer um babando pelos nove homens.

E você não era diferente das fãs deles, você se via pensando mil coisas, sempre que um deles aparecia em sua frente sentia todo seu fôlego fugir, e sem sombra de dúvidas eles percebiam isso, mas apenas um tirava proveito disso.

"O que achou do nosso palco hoje L/M?" Baekhyun perguntou a você, sua pessoa estava limpando o rosto dele do suor que escorria por causa da intensa performance.

"Vocês foram ótimos como sempre." Você o respondeu rapidamente finalizando e jogando o lenço no lixo, Baekhyun não se contentou com um simples 'ótimo', até porque vo que sempre estava no modo automático quando estava perto dele e dos outros membros, sempre eram respostas curtas e totalmente genéricas.

Ele queria dialogar.

"Ótimo? Só isso, você não gostou de mais nada não?" Disse ele se sentando mais confortável na cadeira giratória observando suas costas.

Você não era alto, tinha uma altura semelhante a de Kyungsoo, mas era alguns centímetros mais baixinho, mas para aparentar ser alto você usava sapatos plataforma, Baekhyun achava isso fofo, tanto que ele deixou um riso escapar.

"Vocês são ótimos no que se propõem a fazer, não é atoa que são o EXO." Você o respondeu virando para terminar seu trabalho, mas então você o encontrou o olhando com olhos um tanto diferentes, pareciam está mais escuros, ele também estava com a boca semi-aberta passando a língua pelos lábios, e suas pernas estavam totalmente abertas.

Baekhyun estava simplesmente um perfeição, seu cabelo castanho combinava tanto com a camisa vermelha que ele havia rasgado na performance, o suor que vo que havia limpado no rosto dele estava também no peito, e em todo o corpo dele, você viu o abdômen dele brilhando, a calça preta estava apertado tudo ali embaixo, inclusive você conseguia ver o detalhe do pau dele marcado nela.

"Sabe... Enquanto eu estava na encima dandi tudo de mim, eu queria impressionar alguém." Baekhyun disse se levantando da cadeira, ele tinha seus olhos nos seus, o contato visual não foi cortado a nenhum momento, e você nem se atreveu a ser mover, até porque vocês dois estavam em uma sala improvisada, era basicamente uma quadrado com parede finas que dividiam um grande camarim em salas para não haver confusão.

"Baekhyun... Você tem que está pronto para a próxima música.." Você disse respirando de forma pesada assim que viu que quase não havia distância entre você e ele, mas seus corpos não se tocavam, apenas suas respirações se cruzavam, a dele sendo extremamente quente em comparação a sua.

"Você não faz ideia do quanto eu odeio quando você fica me ignorando assim." A voz dele saiu em um tom tão profundo que fez sua espinha se arrepiar, e daí você sentiu aquela mesma sensação quando assistia o EXO performando, um calor intenso, o fôlego escapando, a vontade imensa de tirar a roupa e começar a se tocar enquanto imaginava mil coisas. "Você está ofegante L/M? Precisa de algo para resfriar?"

Byun brincou sorrindo quando moveu a mão vaga dele para sua cintura, ele a apertou e a empurrou para trás se apoiando na mesa improvisada onde tinha o material de maquiagem, um gemido quase inaudível saiu de seus lábios, mas Baekhyun escutou perfeitamente, a outra mão dele moveu em direção a sua perna a abrindo, e daí ele começou a mover os dedos sobre o tecido que estava acima de seu membro, seus dedos eram longos então ele os deslizava para mais fundo e daí puxava com força lhe causando mais calor ainda.

"Eu.." Você começou a falar mas sempre que tentava avançar ele massageava com força seu pai encima da calça, o que lhe causa um gemido um tanto alto que fazia ele sempre levar um dedo para os lábios fazendo um 'shh', e em seguida sorria para seu estado.

"Diga... O que você quer querido? Não bagunce meu ritmo." Disse ele agora aproximando seu rosto do seu, seus narizes se batendo, e os olhos dele estava focado nos seus.

"Eu quero você!" Você finalmente conseguiu dizer quando alcançou a camisa rasgada dele a puxando, logo terminou de rasga-lá completamente, um beijo quente e necessitando começou, você estava desesperado, mas Byun estava 100 vezes mais, as mãos dele correram por todo seu corpo, até que elas pararam em sua bunda, ele a apertou fazendo você gemer em meio ao beijo, o que levou a você abrir a boca mais, nisso ele enfiou a própria língua mais a fundo, e a sensação foi incrível.

Baekhyun segurou você o levantando o deixando acima da mesa sentado, suas mãos corriam pelos braços fortes dele, o beijo foi cortado afim de recuperarem o ar, uma linha de saliva ainda os conectando.

"Fale isso novamente, eu quero escutar isso novamente." Baekhyun disse deixando selares em seu pescoço, você fechou os olhos se permitindo sentir a sensação maravilhoso daqueles lábios em sua pele quente, e mesmo sentindo que Baekhyun havia roubado toda sua saliva você atendeu aquele pedido dele.

"Baekhyun-ssi, eu quero tanto você!" Você disse soltando um gemido inesperado quando sentiu suas pernas serem abertas bruscamente.

"Você não imagina quanto os outros queriam está no meu lugar se soubesse o que estamos fazendo nesse momento querido, e eu estou sendo muito paciente.. Eu quero tanto você!" Baekhyun silabou parando os beijos e grudando sua testa a dele, seus olhares cheios de luxúria se conectando. "Mas, não tenho tempo agora."

Ele falou se afastando de você sentando na cadeira giratória, você ficou no mesmo lugar o olhando com nada a menos que confusão.

"Espera, o que?!" Você o questionou saindo de cima da mesa se aproximando dele. "Se não podemos ter nada á mais, por que fez isso!"

Dizer que você não estava envergonhado era pouco, suas bochechas queimavam não só de ansiedade e tesão por tudo que Baekhyun havia feito, mas também por vergonha de ser usado dessa forma e ser deixado de lado.

"Eu prometo que quando esse show terminar serei todo seu, agora faça seu trabalho como staff querido, a não ser que queira ser demitido?"

[unholywriters]

Idea Posting again

I have several ideas and If I don’t write them down somewhere and get reminded that they’re here I’m gonna cry because I want to remember.

Mafia’s Distraction -

How do we always managed to attract the attention of those who are dangerous? Do they just enjoy seeing others be confident when you decide to put your foot down whenever they cross a line? Take your/n for example, working one of the local pups always having to argue with someone who thinks they own the bar when in reality they don’t own anything but their fragile little ego but even then there’s nothing wrong with kicking them to a curb right? But what if you’re being watched all the time by not just one of them, but two of them with a status so powerful it could make everyone in that pub keep their tails between their legs just so they can survive another day. One day y/n is simply jus trying to handle some more of the loud crowd that didn’t want to listen, some were still sober and the rest were getting tipsy before they decided to cross you, by grabbing a bottle and pouring it all out in front of you while you were serving one of the bosses. Not only that, but this tipsy male had poured it on the bosses lap. Trying to start something since he was the self proclaimed life of the party before everyone turned to look at them. Y/N was about to try and ban him since this was against the rules before everyone saw their tattoos, after all each group has a tattoo to show who they belong to and what rank they have, and these two were the only two who had the black crown with a Y and a M for each person.

Needless to say, the person was bragged away begging for his life, while everyone else was told to leave expect for y/n, who had to sit and agree to talk to them, well more like it was them coming up with a compromise, and don’t we just love those?

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Demon’s ring

imagine this and I'm gonna try and do this the best way i can without skipping over or amkinf this sound like something else.

Imagine that you're forced to live in sectors based on your race, like fairy's go to one, elves the other, foxes, sirens you name it. But the demons are considered the highest one, no one can touch them after they managed to beat the heavens in a war and have since claimed a large chunck of the earth, bur each year there's a selection of those "fortunate" to go since the demkn sector is considered one of thr richest and most loveable ace to live with "letters: being sent every two days of the person being happy to be chosen but missing home. Till you're choosen instead this time since your friends highly voted for you since every year there's a voting process to see who's the best at what for that sector and you go.

When you get there at first you see all of the glam, the joy you never got to feel and the best cooked food you ever could've imagined onto of thay sprinkled in gold dust. But then you meet the rulers kf this sector, [the ones in the video] but you don't meet them at the palace, you were walking with your friend (who's been there for what felt like ages and doesn't remember any torment) ans one by one they meet you, or see you from afar and grow interested so they play the nice card since you're from the outside and can't let you run just yet. But as it's getting more and more obvious thay they like you, you jabw these visions of them in your dreams and you can't seem to shake them off since almost no matter where you go there right there, and in one dream you're seen giving birth tk children, with a mark on your stomach tbag was never there before but when you woke it was there. And so you slowly kept trying to plan a route to leave or by trying to trap them into something, anything that woukd get you free and away from that vision becoming true And you know me this is gonna be gay because I can't ever seem to write a straight story for my life

BUT they can't seem to touch you without feeling a burn something they've never felt before after the war because after all, the angles were kept in their sector and weren't allowed to get out yet somehow, *you* were able to hurt them if you were scared and wanted to ger away. One pair was angry, the other pair was intrigued but they knew this meant you'd be able to escape so they pulled almost all the stops they could, not like flirting wise but stopped you ar every exit you coild run to and slowly get closer, talking to you either like a bride, or something else but it didn't work, since the last time you tried to run you seriously injured them and there was nothing they could do, let alone let others find out. So you were out in the water fighting off the sirens who were told to bring you back till you reached the angels, who were looking at you in aspiration. And besides the angels are the good guys, they want to bring back peace, right?

But when you started to watch them get stronger, you noticed that you were in pain, as if they were taking your energy and making it not power for power so they coukd escape but there was nothing you could do. When one day you woke up tied tk a Pole pointing exactly where the sun would shine and you were onto of a empty ball, panic settling in you tried to beg them for helo but they only started to cut you ans watch your essence and how you were getting weaker and almost like you were dying. They told you how they planned to wipe out the demons, making sure no evil could throw off the balance of the garden of eternal and how they needed to go. But of course you manged to break free, more like you had a freak out and released something thay caused thr angels to be weakened more, some were even fading away into nothingness while those let out pained cries.

Now being free you ran to the water where the sirens were swimming and knew they has to take you back home to the demons. Whike the angels started to get free from their barrier the sirens took uou as closet as they could. You ran to the demon sector and saw one of the boys, who looked amused that you were back but also terrified at the swarm of white behind you and soon manages to take you behind the walls while trying to keep you and the others demons age (because who says demons don't have a heart) But they haven't recovered from thr attacked even with jt being arojnd... almost a month that you've left and they almost manages to win before kf course you and one of them (I forgot who's the oldest in that video) manages to pull a something before sealed the angels back away With you rebuilding thr sector that was destroyed and reassuring everyone who heard about a fight and some deaths. Helping rebuild it and stopping the yearly choosing and stayed Still continuing to drive them crazy while they continue to tease you

[walosiiii]

Can I ask of Dom top chanhee,sunoo,jungwon or nerd twin taehyung x popular twin baekhyun x bully sub bottom male reader smut, unprotected,double penetration and threesome and if you like part 2 add some blackmail video.

dumb dumb...

pairing :: nerd dom!kim sunoo x bully sub!male reader

genre :: smut

tw :: top!sunoo, unprotected sex ( use protection ), blowjob, dumbification, degradation, use of the words "cockwhore" and "good boy", slapping, hair pulling, overstimulation, inferred internalized homophobia from reader, recording of sex, mentions of voyeurism

a/n :: i don't write for taehyung and baekhyun however i loveeeee your idea so i decided to use sunoo because i felt like he matched it the best, lmk if you like it T.T

"what? you want to stop?"

you don't know how you got into this situation… but out of all people, it was him. kim sunoo is the guy you've been messing with since the year started. knocking into him on 'accident', stealing his pencils and pens just so you can call him over. the things you do to get him to talk to you. it all went from there. sunoo wasn't exactly a fan of your stupidity. so when he called you asking you to come over to his place. you were shocked.

and here you were, sitting on top of him while he sat in his desk chair with his balls deep inside you, hitting your sweet spot with every thrust. he was so big. and the way he filled you up was addicting. you don't even know how much you've cummed. you stop counting after the third time. it was everywhere.

"i asked a question." he said, his hand moving down from your waist and grabbing your chin and forcing you to look at him, "n-no, too much! feels so good" you said, eyes rolling to the back of your head as he continued pounding into your hole. "look at you… such a dumb cockwhore" he chuckled as you only replied with whines and yelps. "what would your friends think of this, huh? that you like getting fucked by a guy? you like getting your slutty hole abused by a man." you felt a shiver run down your spine at his words. "please! fuck! more, more! i-i wanna c-cum!"

he only scoffed, letting go of your chin and grabbing onto your thighs. "i don't give a shit about what you want." he started attacking your neck, sucking on it, biting it. he lifts you off his cock, putting you on the floor and hitting your face with his cock. "suck" he demanded, and you obeyed. licking the tip of his dick before putting the tip in your mouth, sucking it softly. sunoo let out a groan, tangling his hands into your hair. "dumb cockwhore" you took him all in, sucking him like your life depended on it as he pushed you down on his cock with a fast pace, amused by how each time he reached the back of your throat you would let out a moan sending waves to his cock.

he let out a low growl before fucking your throat at an animalistic pace chasing his climax. pushing you all the way down, not letting you catch a breath. your moans are muffled by his dick in your mouth. the pleasure started to overwhelm you as you came, him following soon after pulling out of your mouth. "swallow, all of it" you did as told, opening your mouth and showing him. "good boy" you shivered, sunoo only laughed at you before lifting you up and putting you on the bed, spreading your legs wide open and shoving his cock back in, pounding into you mercilessly as tears rolled down your face. "aw such a dumb baby, cant even take cock"

you were to busy focusing chasing your own climax to even notice him take his phone out and start recording you. "look at the camera" he said. you did, giving the camera the best fucked out face you could muster. "that's it, baby, look at the camera like the slut you are."

you looked away, and sunoo gave you a slap to the face, making your head turn. "i said look at the fucking camera" he growled, and you obeyed. "that's a good boy." he said before he slapped your face again, this time leaving a red handprint. "fuck.. so good." he was close, and you were too. but before you could reach your high sunoo pulled out. making you whine at the sudden loss.

"hmm, what do you say? how about i send this to your friends and show them how dumb you can really be" he said mockingly. "n-no, sorry, sunoo, so sorry!" you pleaded. he just smirked and turned the phone around so it was pointing at you. "say hi" he said, you shook your head. sunoo frowned, slapping your face hard.

"i'm being nice here, and you want to act like a fucking brat." he said, grabbing your chin and making you look at the camera. "now say it." you said hi. "how are you feeling baby", "good, feel so good" you said. "what a dumb little whore. do you want my cock?" you nodded. "use your words, baby." "yes, want your cock. please!" he then proceeded to put his cock back in you, thrusting slowly, teasing you on purpose, not wanting the fun of fucking his bully to be over just yet. "so tight" he groaned. "faster, please faster" sunoo was enjoying every bit of this, he adjusted his phone again and pointed it at your face.

"you are my cockwhore now." you nodded. "who owns this pretty little ass." he said, slapping you once again "y-you sunoo" you let out a yelp "that's right, you are such a dumb cockwhore baby." he said thrusting harder. you moaned and yelped, his cock feeling better every time he thrust in and out of your abused hole. "i-im close" you said, tears rolling down your cheeks. sunoo only grinned, "cum for me, baby." he whispered, thrusting into you faster and faster. it didn't take long before your whole body spasmed, and your eyes rolled to the back of your head cumming on his stomach. he followed soon after pulling out, stopping the recording. "shit, look at you so dumb for me." he picked you up and switched your positions on the bed. his fingers trailing down and touching your stretched out hole.

"you did so well, baby. so pretty, and all mine. my dumb little bitch."

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©jackielynn

[skzfairyyydreamz]

“DESERVED!”

Genre: Head cannon, Jealous girlfriend , crack/humor, NOT smut but suggestive.

Pairing: Bf!Chan x Fem! Reader

Synopsis: A night out with your boyfriend and friend group turns into a power trip in front of the entire club

© Skzfairyyydreamz - Plagiarism is a crime. Do not repost, alter, translate or copy without my consent.

it had to be 5 minutes max that you left Chris sitting alone just to go to the bathroom.. and yet within that short amount of time there was already some thirst bucket trying to push up on your man. Anyone could just glance and clearly see the uncomfortable aura oozing off him as he slowly but surely Scooted further and further to the other end of the club sofa. yet the pushy blonde woman fought to hold conversation with him.

Luckily for you though the bathroom was directly behind the section of the club you guys were sitting in and you walked out just in time to see more than enough for yourself.

“oh just look at this hot shit!?? … ugh pitiful ” you scoffed to yourself

you stood there for a second arms folded across your chest as you watched in disgust and disbelief at the fact that she clearly couldn’t take a hint. you knew your boyfriend was fine as hell but goddamn was she shameless?!

you decided it had been enough when you seen Chris scoot away from this woman for a third time letting out a very dry yet loud and awkward laugh as a distraction from her trying to put her hand on his thigh.

you knew Chris didn’t have a single mean bone in his body and you hated when these types of things happened because you were the one that always had to set people straight when you two went out. Even when it was the other way around and you were the one getting hit on by some weird guy, he ofc would step in and get all wolf gang alpha male if another man tried to get touchy with you but you always picked up on it before he did. you just were sharper than him when it came to these types of things in social settings.

you hated that Chris didn’t have the heart to flat out tell her to fuck off but..

“fuck it… i’ll do it myself” you rolled your eyes

damn near stomping in your heels you walked up at the speed of light behind your boyfriend and the woman who had been throwing herself at him. Timing was perfect. just as Chris tried to scoot away from her YET AGAIN you leaned your upper body over the back of the sofa forcing space between them two your hands eager to touch what (who) was yours . acrylic nails grazing his scalp as you grabbed a handful of hair at the base of his head and pulled back just the way you knew he liked it. just the way you knew would send a million shivers down his spine.

he knew it was you immediately from the familiar sent of your perfume causing him to relax into your touch on contact. Without even looking he allowed you to yank his head back as his eyes fluttered a bit with the tiniest gasp escaping his lips.

Never letting go of the grip you had on his hair you reached over with your free hand pulling his lollipop from his mouth to kiss him. And this was no ordinary kiss it was more like a filthy pornographic make out session. i’m talking real slow, wet and nasty open mouth kisses. Straight tonguing him DOWN right in front of the desperate woman.

she sat there jaw open, gawking in utter shock as you and your boyfriend locked lips right in front of her. completely ignoring her existence and in no rush at all, you took your time showing the woman and the entire club who Chris belonged to.

noticing how she continued to sit and stare, dumbfounded instead of immediately dismissing herself you decided to play along a bit more hiding the fact that your blood was boiling at this point.

Slowly pulling away from him with a smirk and a soft nibble to his bottom lip. Taking the hand that was previously in his hair dragging it down the side of his body to grab his hand slowly bringing it to your lips and kissing his knuckles while holding direct eye contact. Chris was a goner. Completely loosing his shit at how hot you were in that moment. (and always) You knew that he loved when you confidently asserted your dominance. it was your super power that had him wrapped around your finger and it was something that you used to your advantage pretty often. Chris always gave dom energy but he loved to see you take control more than anything. (chris is such a switch and i will DIE on this hill !!!)

you had this man down BAD.

the dom energy that was oozing off of you did more for him than that mini skirt you wore ever could. he was stunned almost speechless with butterflies doing backflips in his tummy..

“Yooo … ” he chuckled in a low almost seductive tone “behave yourself mama” he smirked

the look in his eyes held nothing but pure lust and admiration for you and never once did he look away or even blink as he watched you walk from around the sofa.

“don’t tell me what to do, i make the rules” you smirk with your sassy reply as you then put his lollipop in your own mouth.

“mmm” he looked at you exactly like this licking his lips bringing the bottom one in between his teeth as he grabbed your hand to pull you into his lap.

“anyways so who’s this babe??” you say turning to the woman giving her a fake stiff smile

Chris knew exactly what you were doing and he just sat there and left the cards to unfold while trying to hide behind you to conceal the laugh he was holding in.

the blonde woman was pissed but embarrassed more than anything. “get a fucking room why don’t you” she rolled her eyes.

“learn to take a hint and stop hitting on taken men why dont you??” you bite back with a wink.

“fuck you!!”

“fuck OFF whore!!” you shooed her away as she stormed off

Chris finally letting go of the laughter he was holding in while letting you and the other woman hash out your rude remarks to each other. “babe you didn’t have to call her a whore tho”

“Deserved!” you sat back arms crossed with a pout making Chris laugh even harder at your jealous antics.

“yes ma’am i know that’s motherfuckin right!” yeji sat down snapping her fingers as if she was at a jazz club

“10’s across the board! cleared that bitch!” Ryujin cackled falling onto the sofa clapping her hands in pure amusement.

“that was intense asf y/n !! i thought yall was bout to get it crackin right here in front of the whole damn club” Hyunjin added while setting down a tray of drinks on the table.

“let em know bookie keep these hoes off our man!”

“jisung…” you pointed at him raising your eyebrows while holding back your laughter “don’t start with me”

“So you all collectively watched my suffering and none of you fuckers came to my rescue!?” chris yelled at your friends

“Hey hey hey i went to get my vape from the car!” jisung defended himself putting his hands up.

“crackhead” you replied under your breath but ofc he somehow still heard it over the loud music. he responded with a mocking “glare” as he gave you the finger🖕🏼

“dont even look at me i was getting drinks!” Said hyunjin

“WE we’re getting drinks.” Yeji chimmed in

Ryujin sipping said drink in her own world before realizing Chris was looking at her waiting for an answer

“….. i’m just a girl” raising her free hand in defense

“fuck you all actually” chris gave up as everyone burst into laughter as the night continued.

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Non Idol AU Best Friend!Soobin x Gn!Reader Friends to lovers, Fluff! Summary♡: Today was the day Soobin was going to confess to you, but what happens when the plan he had meticulously planned out falls apart (literally) right in front of him? Warnings♡: Soobin describes reader as pretty, mutual pinning, tooth rotting fluff! lmk if I missed anything ♡ A/N♡: I put my heart n soul into this fic.. this was kinda based off of two songs I've been listening to teehee. I really was in a soft mood so please enjoy! ♡ (also new fic layout..ish? do we likeee?~ heh)

𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴: "Melting Point" By Zerobaseone

𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴: "Amusement Park" By Baekhyun

0:09 ━●────────── 2:47 ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷

-------˖⁺. ༶ ❤︎ ⋆˙⊹ 𐦍 ˖⁺. ༶ ❤︎ ⋆˙⊹------- You rubbed your hands together against the harsh cold. Smiling as you watched your breath swirled around the air in front of your face. He should be here in about..

Your phone read 6:05 pm.

Two minutes. You thought to yourself as you rocked back and forth on your heels. Soobin always arrived two minutes after his ‘almost there!’ text. You knew him like the back of your hand. You watched as the crowd around you began to pick up in speed to beat the oncoming weather, hearing the cars whirring by and the sound of thunder in the distance. You sigh sticking your hand out to feel for any incoming droplets.

Hopefully, Soobin brought an umbrella because you were for sure about to get soaked by the looks of those heavy clouds rolling in. Meanwhile, just around the block, a six-foot large male is huffing as his footsteps slam against the ground. Anyone walking by could easily tell that this boy was on a mission, running as if his life depended on it. Said boy receiving multiple stares as he frantically ran through the busy sidewalk, struggling to open the large umbrella in his hand.

Today was the day he was going to confess to you. Everything that Soobin had kept to himself for the entirety of your friendship was now going to pour out of him and he prays will finally reach you.

You were smart! He knows that for a fact, but you somehow always managed to completely misunderstand Soobin’s indirect confessions and (quite awkward) methods of hinting that he was utterly in love with you.

Soobin tried to look his best for the occasion, he really did! But alas, in an attempt to pick the perfect outfit, time slipped by and he was running late to pick you up from work. This was your usual daily routine. Soobin leaves his job at the comic book store at 4 and heads home to change so he can pick you up from your shift at the local bakery. 

A straight thirty minutes from his house to your job but of course he never minded. He was never late to pick you up so you two could head to your favorite arcade to unwind after work. No matter how many times you would protest about the long journey, Soobin always made it his job as your best friend to ensure you were safe.  Soobin wanted to spend every second he could with you, therefore he was never late.

That is until today.

Soobin sees your figure from afar, shifting side to side, humming to yourself as you happily daydream about whatever first comes to your mind. After all, you could be a needle in a haystack and he’d always manage to find you. Your aura was just that strong, it always pulled him in like a magnet.

As he watches your pretty head deep in thought, Soobin approaches you wondering what you could be pondering about. Probably thinking about dinner, he chuckles to himself and he rapidly makes his way over to you.

“Y/n! I– I’m here! Sorry if I– if I made you w– wait!” Soobin panted as his large body bent over to catch his breath after sprinting like a madman from the train station to the bakery. He was never that athletic really, but best believe he would run across the whole city if it was for you.

“Binnie! Are you okay?” You chuckled as you pat his back, offering to hold his umbrella for him while he recovered from his marathon.

“Y- yeah! Jesus, I think I just burst a l- lung” Soobin coughs and grins shyly, adorable dimples on show.

You smile endearingly at the tall boy, those dimples were always your weak point. Soobin knew that too and would always use it against you. Anytime he wanted to convince you to do anything, all he had to do was pull that innocent smile and you were immediately whipped.

“You look nice today ‘bin!” You giggle as you ruffle the top of his head. Soobin and his now red ears immediately stand up fully and quickly attempt to fix his hair. He tried so hard this morning to fix it just the way you liked it! Bangs, pushed aside to show just the right amount of his forehead. 

‘It makes you look like a drama actor!’ You’d exclaim, cheeks flushed because he really did look good, almost too good. Soobin wore his hair like that more often, but you always made sure he knew that his long bangs almost covering his gentle eyes were your favorite look from him. There was something soft and tender when his hair was messily fluffed around his handsome face.

Like when he just finished 3 rounds of your arcade’s intense dancing game, or when you were in your room lying on the floor laughing about everything and anything, or even now, hair slightly disheveled from the marathon he had just run.

He was always a sight to see.

“You um.. ready to go?” Soobin clears his throat, looking away in an attempt to hide his reddening ears from the way your gaze just eats through his self-control. It took everything in his power to not just pull you in and kiss you right then and there.

“Yeah! Let’s go~” You chirp, and before you march out of the safety of your bakery’s foyer, Soobin grabs your wrist and gently pulls you back to him.

“Hey, did you forget that it’s starting to rain? Let me cover us first silly,” Soobin takes the umbrella from your hand and holds it above you both, but not before he gifts you a flick to your forehead.

“Ow- okay sorry!” You look up and realize that it has in fact started drizzling. You laugh at your silliness (this totally wasn’t because you realize Soobin has your brain turning to mush and you can’t focus on what's going on around you) and to Soobin, it’s like the gates of heaven have opened. He thinks, no he knows, that he could spend the rest of his life hearing you laugh like that.

Your walk to the arcade continues, and Soobin relishes every second he gets to feel your warm body close to his. Just not close enough.

But today is different, Soobin had a plan.

As the rain got heavier Soobin began to feel more antsy, although he hadn’t planned for the rain  he was not going to let it stop him from giving you the ultimately perfect confession you deserved.

Part one of his plan: Pick you up from work. Was a success.

Part two: Stop by the flower shop on your way to the arcade.

Soobin had called a week prior, begging the owner to preserve your favorite color and favorite flowers to make the perfect arrangement for this day exactly. Everything was paid for and all he had to do was show up with the qr code on his phone, then boom! The next part of his plan would be set in motion.

Part three: Confess in front of the arcade. The place where you first hung out together, and you and Soobin’s favorite spot to hang.

As you approach the flower shop, Soobin’s heart races quicker and he begins to question if he’s able to do this confession after all. You just looked too perfect next to him, and things were already perfect the way they were. He didn’t want to ruin the friendship and close bond you both had if you didn’t feel the same.

“One sec y/n, I gotta stop here and grab an order for my mom,” Soobin hands you the umbrella as he hops inside the shop. The perfect plan to surprise you in front of the arcade.

Soobin quickly exits with the bouquet and you remain completely oblivious to his plan. Perfect.

“Oh..! Your mom has such lovely taste!” You coo and Soobin holds the flowers away from you, he was not going to let you sneak in a peek at the card he had written for you.

“Mhm, doesn’t she? Sorry for keeping you waiting, let's go” Soobin smiles and takes the umbrella from you once again. You feel your cheeks warm up as you continue your walk at how he always managed to be the biggest gentleman.

Luck was not on Soobin’s side today. The universe may as well have just struck him with lightning and he’d be happier with the outcome.

For the split second Soobin decides to adjust his coat, having his arm hold the bouquet just out of the umbrella’s cover, rain began to pour

The flowers were completely drenched.

“No–!” He exclaims and you gasp. “Oh no! Are they ruined?” You hold your breath as Soobin inspects the flowers.

“Yeah.. they’re ruined..” He sighed. Of course this happens, first his hair doesn’t want to cooperate this morning, he runs late because he couldn’t decide on an outfit, it rains, and now the flowers he got you are completely destroyed. Including the card!

You two had just arrived at the arcade. Soobin wants nothing more than to just curl up in a drain and let himself rot.

“I’m sorry Soobin.. Should we go back? I can pay for new flowers for her!” You tilt your head and Soobin just wants to hold you by the cheeks and kiss your forehead at how sweet and caring you were. You were an angel sent from heaven just for him.

No. Soobin wasn’t going to just let this dumb weather ruin his perfect confession. He was going to persevere. He was going to confess to you today no matter what happens.

“Y/n, look I need to tell you– wait look out!”

Soobin grabs you by the arm, pulling you in as quickly as he could. A car zooms by, driving slightly too close to the sidewalk and almost completely drenching you.

Soobin was never athletic– Soobin was never lucky– Soobin was always a stuttery, clumsy mess around you, but maybe this moment wasn’t about that.

Soobin pulls you in, umbrella perfectly positioned to save you from being drenched.

He doesn’t realize how hard he’s pulling and you fall perfectly into his chest, your hand reaching over his grabbing the umbrella for leverage. You look up at Soobin, eyes wide and face a perfect pink.

Ah serendipity, maybe luck was on Soobin’s side today after all.

Soobin was on a rollercoaster. Heart ready to escape from his chest and climb into you, squeezing itself through to be one with yours.

His heart was like an amusement park for you to enjoy anytime you wanted. He’d wait for you patiently, arm open for you to hang on to. He’d take you over to the Ferris wheel made just for you, show you the intricate threads that made up the thoughts and dreams that connected his heart to hopefully one day, yours. You’d have all the sweets you wanted, churros, cotton candy, and ice cream mixed with all your favorite flavors. He just needed you to turn in the ticket for free admission.

Why was he so in love with you?

Just the warmth of your fingertips was enough for the angels to sing their finest hymns. Your touch sent electricity jolting up his arm and down his chest right into his poor beating heart.

Could you feel it? The way his heart pounded by just feeling your mere touch. How long had he wished for something like this?

“Y/n.. Look, the flowers– They were for you! And today’s just been the worst..” Soobin is stumbling over his words but he’s more than desperate for you to finally hear him, to finally know what he’s felt for you. “ I- I like you! As more than a friend..! No– I love you!”

You feel your heart burst into fireworks as you stare into Soobin’s eyes. You stare at each other for a few seconds but it feels like years.

“I..” Your words get caught on the way out. You had loved him for so long, and although you and Soobin weren’t together your whole lives it had always felt that way.

You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him down, connecting your lips together.

Soobin is utterly shocked and drops the umbrella to the ground and places his hands gently on your waist. The effort you both made to stay dry now in vain as you two were now drenched but it didn’t matter.

It was as if every clover he had found, every dandelion he blew, every star he wished on, every prayer he mumbled had been redeemed the moment you pulled away and looked up at him with a gaze that just poured out unconditional love and affection. He just felt that lucky to have you in his life.

He knew your answer without you even opening your mouth. After all, who else could read your mind better than him?

You let out a soft and cheery laugh as you gently caress one of Soobin’s blushing ears.

This was his melting point. It was all like a scene out of one of the sappy romance animes you watched together. The moment was ethereal compared to anything either of you had ever dreamed of. His soul felt as if it dripping into yours under the cold rainy sky. Your warmth enveloped him and Soobin completely believes he could have stayed like this with you forever.

And with the way he pulls you in for another kiss, you could have just remained that way.

[icequeenbae]

Boy Next Door (m) Ch.2 | BBH

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Neighbor AU, slow burn, hurt/comfort, fluff, smut

Warnings: Baek being the neighbor we’re all dreaming of, harassment (nothing graphic), a bit of body image/ insecurity, MC sucks at relationships, explicit content, unprotected sex

Word Count: ~18.5k (total), 5k (pt.2)

Summary: Your neighbor Baekhyun has been a pleasant acquaintance since you moved into your current apartment almost a year ago. Could he also be… a perfect match?

© Please do not copy/ post on other platforms without permission.

Chapter Masterlist [ongoing]: Pt. 1 > Pt. 2 > Pt. 3 > Pt. 4 (fin)

Author’s note: Okay, I am slightly late to throw this party since the follower count has hit 800 a while ago... BUT NOW IT'S HERE!!! 💜💜💜 And be ready for a bumpy ride with this one. All goes under the cut as it starts off with smut hehe

As usual I'd like to remind you that the more active you guys are, the more motivation I have to update frequently. I'm easy to reach through my asks and I check all of your comments and reblogs~ In any case, I hope you like the first half of this story (just 2 parts ahead!) 💫

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Baekhyun’s grip on your waist was tight.

It felt secure and confident enough, so worries about him having to hold you up were long gone from your head. Your usual shyness seemed to have dissipated, and in its place came utter shamelessness.

‘Fuck, Baekhyun-’

Your high-pitched moan made him grunt. He wasn’t very talkative of a lover, but he was invested in making you come. The two of you barely made it into the apartment, starting out at the front door and only just stumbling into the hallway. Where he had you against the wall now.

‘Please don’t stop…’ You begged, finding his grown-out hair to tug on.

Baekhyun’s hips jerked forward, nailing you into the wall, and he groaned into your neck. Barely able to hold on to his shoulders, you swayed your own pelvis to meet his thrusts. Your breathing was ragged, and the deep, messy thrusts had you both on the brink of orgasm.

‘Ooh, Baekhyun, I’m- Amph!’

Your loud wail broke into reality and woke you up.

~

Later that day you were telling your best friend all about your miserable existence.

‘I hate my life, Yu…’, you whined into the phone.

‘That’s understandable.’

‘Yuki!’

‘Don’t ‘Yuki’ me, I still can’t believe you didn’t drop your panties for that hot neighbor of yours.’ She huffed in the middle of lecturing you. ‘Your subconscious is doing well, showing you what could’ve been.’

‘We barely ever hung out! I couldn’t exactly jump him.’

‘You’re neighbors! Who cares about the ‘three dates’ rule? He’s been to your get-together, you’ve been at his place… eating ice cream.’ You could hear the eye roll.

‘So? That doesn’t mean we’re dating.’

‘Dating-shmating. Didn’t you just mention that you’re horny as fuck for Baekhyun?’

‘So what? I don’t even know what he thinks of me. What if he has a girlfriend?’

Your friend’s laughter filled your ears.

‘He literally cornered you at the door and told you to come back whenever you craved for your favorite ice cream flavor. If that’s not saying, ‘Let’s fuck, Y/N,’ I don’t know what is. I’m actually willing to give him extra points for this. That’s the type of smooth that you need.’

‘I need?’

‘Yep. You’re pretty gentle, you know? He probably got that when he invited you to his house, and you raided his fridge instead of his bedroom.’

She was always in your face about being too slow to open up. You’d had this conversation before, and her stance on it was unyielding – you needed to have a steady male presence in your life to gain confidence for a healthy relationship in the future. But you didn’t think you were made for such arrangements; you were quite conservative about dating.

‘He wasn’t inviting me for sex. There wasn’t anything suggestive of that!’ You countered, not sounding particularly confident.

‘You mean he didn’t make any physical contact all night? Well, that’s not solid-’

‘He did, but it was-’

‘Wait, what?? He did?!’

‘It was nothing!’ You quickly took it back, slapping yourself on the lips.

‘You know what? You don’t even have to tell me. I already know that he wants you, and you want him. I also know you’ll continue dragging it out instead of having sex with the gorgeous boy next door.’

‘That’s actually another reason why I’m reluctant. What if Baekhyun’s not into me? Or in a relationship already? Or what if it ends the usual way? We aren’t just neighbors; we’re the only people on our floor. How awkward would that be?’

Your bestie sighed, probably remembering your past relationships. She, of all people, knew precisely the terms you broke up on and how stressed you were about crossing paths with any of your exes again.

‘It does have the potential to be awkward,’ Yuki pointed out. ‘But also… can you imagine how fun it’s gonna be? You’re always grumpy about having no time for dates and stuff. But you live like 5 seconds away from each other. The universe has outdone itself, you ungrateful woman!’

She fell silent after your huff, and you called out her name to make sure she was still on the line.

‘Sorry,’ she said, not a tiny bit embarrassed. ‘I just imagined having Hoseokie as my neighbor. My body is jealous of you, Y/N. The amount of sex you could be having!’

‘Ugh. I haven’t gotten laid in eternity, yet you keep talking about sex.’

‘Sex is great, you should try it. I can’t even remember what you were like when you had it.’

‘Just as grumpy as now,’ you grumbled. ‘Don’t even count on that making me any more sociable. Once a homebody, always a homebody!’

‘Oh well, at least I’d be happy knowing your body is socializing plenty with your clothes off.’

‘Why would you think about me with my clothes off…’ You gasped.

‘Yah!’

‘I’m hanging up.’ You announced, pressing the red button.

It was your fault for telling your friend about your love struggles. You knew how she was, and you still asked for her opinion.

She texted you immediately after you had one-sidedly ended the call.

Ki-yaah | Rude

Ki-yaah | At least invite the hottie for dinner. Reciprocate his gesture, if you know what I mean

Ki-yaah | But this time don’t wear sweats!! Wear a dress! Something simple

Ki-yaah | And easy to remove;)

You | You are…

Ki-yaah | Helpful?

You | That’s not what I was gonna say, but let’s go with that…

Ki-yaah | So you will??

You | Maybe…

Ki-yaah | Gosh, why are you so resistant!?

You | Idk ㅠㅠ Stop yelling at me ㅠㅠ

Ki-yaah | If you’re really not feeling this guy it’s fine, don’t listen to me~

You | I’m scared of the opposite, Yu… I think I’m starting to ‘feel him’ way too quickly. He’s been friendly once or twice, what if I’m overreacting?

You | It’d look pretty pathetic if I made moves on him, and he didn’t even have any of that in mind…

Ki-yaah | You’re way too hard on yourself, girl. And you still cannot tell when a guy is genuinely interested in you…

Ki-yaah | Remember that party… I was drunk, but even I noticed the way he was looking at you!

You | Exactly, you were drunk! He was probably trying to memorize what I looked like, nothing more

Ki-yaah | Yeah right. Cause when a guy can’t keep his eyes off of you, it’s just him memorizing your features for a composite sketch in case you break the law

You | Stop rolling your eyes

Ki-yaah | I’m glad you noticed!!

Ki-yaah | I wish you noticed men giving you the eyes more often than you notice my eyerolls!

Ki-yaah | Just do it your way. Invite him for a snack, wear something moderately nice, be a tiny bit suggestive and see where he takes this

Ki-yaah | Also keep your counter clear, what if the sparks start flying in the kitchen? Some men get turned on by women cooking, you know? And since you’re a great cook, you might just get your answers quick and efficient~

You | If I could hang up on this chat…

Ki-yaah | Did you write this down?

You | Bye ><

Even if that could be considered decent advice, you still couldn’t muster up the courage to take initiative like this. So all that was left for you was to wait until some random occasion, pleasant or otherwise, brought you together again.

***

It was late.

It was way too late for you to be out, especially grabbing snacks in the supermarket. But you just couldn’t bring yourself to go to bed. You’d been too anxious from overthinking everything in your life recently, from your professional worth to relationships. Getting lost in reflection, you realized you desired someone’s attention and affection. You wanted someone to be close with, not just physically but also emotionally. Intimately. It wasn’t about simply being bored or lonely – any of your friends was a phone call away in cases like that. What you needed was different, and it was something that wasn’t available to you at this time, or, perhaps, ever. So, you decided that a quick run to the nearest store for something to munch on was a great idea.

Spoiler alert – it was not.

‘Damn, why did I buy so many chocolates?’ You puffed into your mask, frustrated with yourself.

Having a sweet tooth came with consequences, and you were really trying to watch your weight since you’d been stress eating for weeks (months?) due to your work-related and other problems. Now was the time to get your diet back to normal, not to maintain the harmful habits.

‘I shall bring those to work if I don’t want to eat all of them myself,’ you thought to yourself, using your code to walk onto the territory of your apartment complex. You were almost home since, thankfully, the supermarket was only a few minutes’ walk away.

The concierge was away, which you noted since you’d usually greet him whenever you came back. You simply headed towards the elevator this time, still consumed by your thoughts. Before you could get close enough to press the button, someone grabbed your wrist, startling you.

‘Excuse me!’

Turning around, you faced the stranger, who decided to stop you in your tracks so unexpectedly.

‘Yes?’

He stared back at you, and you at him. Did you know this guy? Was he new in your building? It was relatively new, so many people were moving in these days. You did, not too long ago. But he didn’t look familiar. Or trustworthy, for that matter.

‘Can I... help you?’

Moving your shoulder back you tried to break free from his hold, but didn’t succeed. This was strange.

‘You’re pretty,’ he suddenly said matter-of-factly. ‘Can I have your number?’

At this point the encounter had become creepy. You went out wearing non-flashy clothes, zero makeup and a mask. How could he even tell whether you were pretty or not? The fact that he was still physically holding you in place escalated the situation.

‘What?’ Dumbfounded, you blinked at him.

‘You’re pretty. Exotic. Give me your number, we can chat.’

Ah, that. You hadn’t been called exotic in a while, and you realized what type of guy that he was.

‘Please let go of me. Kindly.’ You asked, looking around to see if there were any security cameras pointed in your direction.

‘Give me your number first,’ he argued with a strained smile.

The contact became even more unwelcome.

‘Let go,’ you repeated firmly, jerking your arm even though your wrist began to hurt.

‘Oh, come on. I just want your number; I’m not asking for your apartment passcode! Don’t be difficult.’

You were being difficult? This guy would piss you off if he wasn’t getting scarily persistent.

‘I said, let me-’

‘What’s going on?’ A familiar voice, an octave lower than usual, rumbled from behind you.

Turning back, you realized the elevator doors were open, and your neighbor walked through those in long, determined strides.

‘Is there something you want?’ Baekhyun grabbed onto the man’s wrist. ‘Hands off.’

‘Hey, I’m just asking for some contacts, chill.’

The atmosphere seemed to get even thicker with danger. He wasn’t letting go of you, and Baekhyun seemed like he wouldn’t let it fly.

‘You followed her here in the middle of the night, trespassing, by the way, to ask for her number?’

‘What, I can’t be friendly to a nice girl?’

Baekhyun suddenly moved, tapping the intruder on the throat with his palm and using the brief daze of his opponent to unclasp his fingers from you and twist his arm behind his back. Pushing his face to the wall harshly, Baekhyun held him there for a few moments.

‘Let go of me! You’re gonna break my arm, you psycho!’

Your neighbor didn’t seem fazed by the screams.

‘Listen carefully, you fucking punk. I’ll give you ten seconds to make yourself scarce before I alert the police. And if you ever see her again – run the other way. You’ll experience more than a broken arm if you lay a hand on her, you got me?’

The guy only yelped, swearing and begging for mercy at the same time.

‘Do we have an understanding?’ Baekhyun pressed before letting him go.

‘Ye-yes! You’re crazy!’

As soon as he was left alone, your attacker stumbled towards the door and quickly ran out of your building, still holding onto his arm pathetically. Meanwhile, your vision was entirely blurred out, eyes only focused on the broad back in front of you. You were surprised when Baekhyun turned around and slowly walked towards you, looking into your eyes inquisitively.

‘Y/N-ah, are you okay?’ He asked in a much softer voice. ‘Are you hurt?’

His hand touched your reddened wrist gently, and you shuddered.

‘N-no. I’m okay. Th-thank you.’

Baekhyun’s eyes searched your face for clues and seemed to have found some. He took another careful step towards you and cautiously wrapped his arms around you. The action was much needed, and you were glad he did it. His hold made you feel grounded and secure, and you were clinging to him instinctively, searching for comfort.

‘It’s alright. He probably scared you a lot,’ he murmured, voice soothing. ‘But you’re safe now. I’m here.’

Belatedly, you realized that you were sniffling quietly into his chest the entire time, grabbing a handful of his shirt.

‘I’m sorry,’ you whispered, pulling away. ‘I didn’t mean to cause you-’

‘Y/N,’ he instantly cut you off. ‘You didn’t cause anything. But preferably don’t walk around this late all alone.’

Baekhyun cupped your face and wiped your tears with his thumbs.

‘I live just next door. Tell me if you need company, or if anyone bothers you again.’

He paused to look down and bent forward to pick something from the floor. The plastic bag from the store that you dropped during the struggle.

‘Let’s get you home now,’ he hummed, guiding you to the elevator.

‘But-’

‘Don’t worry. I’ll take care of everything.’

Baekhyun delivered you onto your doorstep in silence.

‘Do you have ice to put on your wrist for bruising?’ He inquired, and you nodded timidly.

Not that you weren’t thankful, you were just still a bit shocked, and embarrassed too.

‘Y/N-ie,’ Baekhyun suddenly patted you on the head like a little girl. ‘Are you sure you’re gonna be okay?’

‘Y-yeah. I just need to… I just need a moment.’

He nodded for you to press your passcode in, and held the door for you before giving the bag with your snacks back.

‘Text me if you need anything,’ he stressed. ‘Okay?’

‘Mhm.’ You simply nodded.

You couldn’t exactly say that he was what you needed right now.

‘See you, Y/N-ah.’

***

The incident greatly impacted your (usually) pretty peaceful life. And it actually pushed you towards interacting with Baekhyun much more often – from the occasional small talk whenever you ran into each other, to the actual… hangouts? You swiftly went from acquaintances to friends.

In the span of a few weeks, you became a frequent guest at his home. One could even say that the negative experience turned out to be the catalyst of your relationship. You’d grown much closer afterwards. So comfortable with each other, that you found yourself in his living room in front of the TV every other day.

‘Yah, why didn’t you pause while I was on the phone? I can’t trust you to give me the short version, you take longer than if we actually rewatch it!’

‘What? I can be pretty laconic if I need to!’ You threw a carrot slice at him.

You had so much popcorn lately that a healthier equivalent was more than necessary.

‘What’s this, a bunny attack?’ Baekhyun threw it in his mouth and crunched on it. ‘Get back to where I left off.’

‘Alright, oppa.’

He drove you crazy with his bossiness sometimes.

‘That’s right. Respect your elders,’ he teased.

‘Why do I put up with this…’ Rewinding the episode, you scratched the fluffy head in your lap. ‘Mongryong-ah, I only endure this for you!’

Baekhyun looked down at his corgi.

‘Wah, living your best life, aren’t you, old man?’

‘You didn’t have to mention his age! You’re still adorable, Ryongie,’ you stroked the dog’s back.

‘He likes you too much,’ Baekhyun noted. ‘This grandpa usually isn’t this mellow with strangers.’

‘I’m not a stranger!’

‘With new people,’ he corrected, laughing at your exasperation.

‘I like him too. It’s mutual,’ you hugged the corgi, stretching his long body along yours, and rubbed his belly.

‘Wow. Literally a pile of mush, disgusting.’ Baekhyun said, looking at his happy dog.

‘You’re just jealous ‘cause he’s never this cute with you.’

‘Or I’m jealous ‘cause I want a belly rub too,’ he retorted, finally pressing play.

‘All you have to do is ask,’ you thought.

Unfortunately for you, Mongryong actually lived with Baekhyun’s parents, so you couldn’t use him as an excuse to come over that often. Even though your neighbor was diligently informing you about his pet’s visits. You really should’ve read between the lines, but even if you realized he did like you… It wouldn’t have changed much. You were just not the type to make the first move, so you just went with the flow. And if there was no opening for you to spend time with Baekhyun, you just… didn’t.

But the universe had its own ways of pushing you.

~

‘Why isn’t it working?’ You grumbled, pressing the numbers on your keypad lock. ‘Please, don’t tell me…’

An odd thought had crossed your mind. You hadn’t changed your batteries since you’d moved in, so what if those had completely drained? Today, of all days! When you went out to buy some cereal and ended up running home from the store under pouring rain?

‘No, dammit!’ You cursed under your breath.

‘Trouble with your lock?’ The voice from behind made you jump.

‘Oh god, when did you get here?’

‘Just now,’ Baekhyun hummed. ‘You look stressed. Are you locked out?’

‘Yeah. The battery died… Very timely. What do I do…’

‘You need a 9V.’

‘A what?’

‘A 9V square battery,’ Baekhyun laughed. ‘Which, I assume, you don’t have.’

You stared at him blankly, looking absolutely clueless.

‘Come here,’ he grabbed your wrist and led you to his door. ‘I’ll go to the store and get you one. But you need to change, or you’re bound to get sick.’

It wasn’t like you would say no – you were shivering already.

‘Here, you can wear this for the time being. And a towel,’ he handed you a small pile as soon as he left his bedroom. ‘Use a hairdryer for your hair.’

‘You really don’t need to-’

‘Go, you’re freezing. I’ll make a quick run to the store and back, and you warm up in the shower.’

‘Thank you,’ you managed to say while he was nudging you into the bathroom.

You locked the door behind yourself just to be sure, although you trusted that Baekhyun wouldn’t try anything. Still, taking a shower at his place was kinda intimate… and exciting. Maybe because it was the first time you’d ever done it in another man’s home?

‘Get ahold of yourself, Y/N-ssi,’ you told your reflection in the mirror.

The color in your cheeks seemed too bright. Taking your clothes off was strangely a big deal, so you hurried up and jumped into the shower quickly. Your body welcomed the warmth, so you spent at least ten blissful minutes under the hot water. Baekhyun’s wash smelled nice, and you stood there for a few minutes, thinking about how familiar the scent was. You’d seen him fresh out of the shower, so you knew this smell even though it was less concentrated on him. And now you had it all over yourself.

‘Stop wasting someone else’s water,’ you scolded yourself for your dreaminess and finished your routine quickly.

The thought of you smelling exactly like Baekhyun made you squirm. Were you a pervert? This shouldn’t have been this thrilling. Continuing to scold yourself, you got dressed.

‘Gosh, this shirt is long,’ you mused, trying to see the fit in the mirror. It reached your mid-thigh and was the best Baekhyun could offer of his own oversized clothes. You daydreamed for another minute about how broad and chic his shoulders must look in clothes like these.

‘I really do need to get a grip.’

Another ten minutes later, you finally stepped out of the bathroom. You found Baekhyun in the kitchen, moving stuff around on the counter. Certainly, with how long you’d been in the shower… he was back already.

‘Oh, Y/N, you’re done already?’ He asked as soon as he spotted you. ‘Sit down, I’m making you some mint tea.’

Mint tea was actually something that you brought into his life. Baekhyun wasn’t into tea – like almost any Korean, he preferred coffee. But once you’d introduced some variation into his beverage selection during one of your visits, he grew to appreciate the new flavors.

Instead of taking a seat, you came closer to see how he was brewing his tea. Baekhyun was very focused, and you couldn’t help but smile.

‘You didn’t have to do this,’ you murmured, sounding softer than you expected.

He looked down at you, eyes wandering around your face for a few seconds before reaching your mouth.

‘It’s no problem. I don’t want you to get sick,’ he said, turning away and licking his lips. ‘Here.’

You accepted the cup from his hands and took a sip.

‘Oh, that’s good! Thanks!’

Baekhyun nodded, watching you have more.

‘Did you get the V.. battery thing?’

‘Oh, about that… They didn’t have any. But don’t worry, I ordered express delivery online, should take a couple hours tops.’

Catching your uncertain expression, he suggested moving to the living room.

‘We can watch something or just chill.’

Although you agreed, you knew there was no way to pay attention to anything on the screen. You were acutely aware of the fact that you were in Baekhyun’s home, wearing his clothes, smelling of his shower gel, and sitting on his sofa. And the person responsible for your unstable control over your feelings was slowly catching up.

‘You sure you’re okay, Y/N-ah?’ He asked, leaning in to touch your forehead. ‘You seem a bit distracted and quiet.’

‘No. I mean, yes. I mean- I’m fine,’ you blurted out too quickly.

He stayed close, examining your face in great detail.

‘Your cheeks are red,’ he said, making you hold your breath. ‘And you’re pretty without makeup. As usual.’

You swallowed, afraid that your voice could betray you if you answered. His lips parted as soon as his eyes fell on your mouth again.

‘You’re always pretty,’ he said, distracted by your lips.

Without realizing it, you cocked your head slightly to the side, inviting him to kiss you. He was slowly getting closer, and your mind blacked out for a second.

When the lights in your head turned back on, you were full-on making out. It started slow initially, then it led to you two viciously attacking each other’s lips. Just the sound of your kissing made you shiver, and the pleasant tickle of butterflies in your belly accompanied this madness. You hadn’t experienced it for so long, it seemed new, and strong, and addictive.

Baekhyun didn’t waste any time, hands wrapping around your unsuspecting form to hold you against him. You gasped for air, but that was a short-lived pause. His tongue slid between your lips mischievously, and you could only grunt. You’d be down for anything he suggested right now. It was hard to tell how much time had passed while you were kissing, but you relished every second of it. His warmth, his skill, his gentle touch… He was way too perfect, and there was no way you could stop at your own volition.

But the doorbell disrupted your craze within a second.

Both of you stared into each other’s eyes, breathing heavily before he finally moved to get off of you. Sitting up, you tugged at the hem of your shirt, unable to recall just when he got on top of you. Not that you minded, anyway.

‘Ah, why did I order express delivery…’ Baekhyun muttered frustratedly, closing his eyes. ‘Give me a minute. No, twenty seconds.’

Nodding, you chuckled at his impatience. You felt exactly the same – eager to pick up where you left off. Although you weren’t the type of girl who’d give in to her desires easily, you’d been tiptoeing around your devilishly handsome neighbor for way too long. What happened just moments prior was solid proof of how weak you were for him. It was the first time ever you dove into a makeout session so fanatically that your memory was spotty afterward.

But the worries suddenly replaced your giddiness. What if he thought… that you were into that sort of thing? What if he now believed that you casually came into men’s houses and jumped them like a hungry lioness? Was it too needy of you?

‘What the hell are you doing here?’

The undertone of Baekhyun’s voice instantly got your attention. He wasn’t pleased to see whoever it was at his door. Could there be any trouble with the delivery?

‘Aw, and I was under the impression you’ve been missing me like crazy, babe.’ The flirty female voice answered.

Oh no.

Oh hell no.

Did he… have a girlfriend?!

The thought was like a cold shower to your body. Of course. An attractive young man lives in a fancy apartment complex and drives a luxurious car… How could he ever be single?

You were so naive.

And now you were about to get caught.

Springing up from the sofa, you darted towards the door and then froze. You couldn’t walk out of the living room without being seen. This was a nightmare, your worst nightmare coming to life.

‘I signed off on your delivery for you. Can’t you be grateful for one second, Baekhyunie?’

Her voice seemed closer. She was definitely inside the apartment. Maybe she’d believe your explanation that he was just helping you out? Solely friendly neighbor stuff? Oh gosh, you were totally done for.

‘Just get out.’

‘Why, are you hiding something?’ She asked, a bit less playful this time.

‘No.’

‘Are you sure?’ You could hear her taking a step.

‘Didn’t you hear me? Get out.’

There were a few seconds of silence that made you quiver with anxiety.

‘Is there someone in there, Baekhyun?’ She repeated.

‘Is it any of your business?’ He gritted. ‘Where do you think you’re- yah!’

The noise from the hallway could only mean one thing – she was walking right this way. Your mind couldn’t develop anything slightly useful at that point, so you simply stood there. In front of the sofa where you’d just almost… yeah.

She stormed into the room, pausing when she saw you. She was taller than you and very, very skinny. If you’d ever met her outside, you’d think she was a model. She wore a black ensemble that you could only guess was some hot-ass designer, and her hair was perfectly styled. She didn’t blink her faux eyelashes once while scanning you head to toe.

‘Are you freaking serious?’

The way she scrunched her nose, almost in disgust, made you shift uncomfortably. You’d definitely tell her off for this, if not for the shame you felt for being caught red-handed as ‘the mistress’.

‘Are you serious? Stop walking around like you own the place.’ Baekhyun fired back from behind her.

‘I go to the States for a few months, and then you’re snatched when I return?’ She huffed in disbelief. ‘Or is she paid to come here? Judging by the attire you were saving up. And I wouldn’t wear anything revealing with legs like that.’

Your mouth opened, but before you could even respond, your neighbor grabbed her forearm.

‘You really are delusional. Get out of my house.’

He dragged her back to the door, and she continued to yell at him.

‘Are you kidding me, Baekhyun? I can’t believe you’d kick me out to stay with some hooker!’

He stopped abruptly, turning to face her.

‘My mother taught me not to swear in front of ladies. But I hope you shut your fucking mouth right now. I’m only warning you once.’

He shoved her forward towards the door and cleared his throat.

‘Get your shit and leave. I’ll have a word with our security about how you got in.’

‘Fuck you, Byun. I’ll walk these heels over your balls when you realize you’ve made a huge mistake!’

‘Please, spare me your sick fantasies.’ He rolled his eyes, swinging his door open. ‘Out.’

The door slammed shut as soon as she left, and Baekhyun sighed loudly. He ran his left hand through his hair, still on edge, and pressed a button to turn the display on to see your floor. When she was gone, he sighed again, this time in relief. And you… felt so confused. And ashamed. And humiliated.

When Baekhyun turned around, it struck you on the spot. You couldn’t face him right now. Suddenly you felt small and exposed, and all you wanted was to be alone. So, you rushed back into the room to grab your phone.

‘Y/N-’ He began, walking after you. ‘Wait.’

You avoided his touch as you busted out of the room.

‘Where are you going?’ He asked as you slipped your feet into your wet shoes. ‘Stop.’

His hand caught your elbow, and you shivered as his skin burned yours.

‘Please, don’t follow me. I need to go.’ You asked, facing the door.

‘But-’

‘Baekhyun.’ You pushed.

He didn’t say anything for a moment. You heard shuffling, and then he put something into your palm.

‘You’ll need this.’

The battery.

Masterlist

A/N: Happy (belated) Lunar Year to everyone btw! And also huge thanks to all of you sweethearts who take time to read my stories and leave me long kind messages and comments, I appreciate you so much ❤️❤️❤️

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Cravings (2)

Pairing: Vampire! Baekhyun x Reader

Warnings: Stalking, Launuage etc

Word Count: 5.3k

"Who the fuck brought a human home?"

You sat there, your stomach twisting as nerves filled your body. You couldn't help but twiddle your fingers as you stared at these men who had such disgust on their faces. You subtly glanced at the men, taking in the features of each one. They were exactly like Baekhyun, stone cold faces, pale but extremely handsome.

Seconds later it hit you. Human? Why did they ask who brought a human home? Weren't you all humans? What was he talking about?

You looked back at the one who asked the question. You opened your mouth, ready to question his question but before you were able to speak, the bedroom door swung open, and in walks Baekhyun. He looks around the room, glaring at the men who surrounded you.

"What the hell are you guys doing in here?" He asks, walking towards the bed, where you were huddled up.

"Ah, Baekhyun, well then that makes sense." One of them says, The rest all nodded their heads.

"What?" Baekhyun asks.

"Why is she here?" A man asks, looking at Baekhyun with a pissed off face.

"She was in trouble when I was dropping her off. She needed somewhere to go, Suho, she doesn't know anything.” Baekhyun tells him.

What was he talking about?

“What is it that I don't know?” you ask.

“Get her the fuck out of here. You know the rules, Baekhyun.” Suho yells, walking out of the room with the rest of the men following closely behind him.

“Get dressed, we gotta go.” Baekhyun says, turning around to walk out the door, closing it behind him. You quickly scramble out of the bed, slipping on your pants and your shoes before walking towards the door at a quick pace. When you open it, Baekhyun is standing there. He doesn't say a word to you but instead grabs your wrist, pulling you towards the large staircase. His hand feels like ice on your wrist.

You tried to question him as the two of you descended down the stairs, but ignored you, he was in a rush to get you out of the house. You didn't know what you did to whoever that was in your room this morning, but it was very clear that you were not welcomed in this house.

“Baekhyun.” You call out as the two of you walk out the front door. He still doesn't acknowledge you as he slides himself into the driver's seat of his car. You get into the passenger seat, crossing your arms, annoyed at the lack of communication skills he apparently didn't have.

“Are you not going to answer me?” you ask, turning to look at him while he focuses on the road. He doesn’t say anything for the remainder of the drive with you, you guys sat in complete silence.

Baekhyun pulls into the parking lot at your apartment, he parks, turns off the engine and turns to face you. His eyes stare deeply into yours, making your heart flutter. He starts leaning in closely to you, you lean into him. He raises his hand, placing it on your cheek, the coldness sends a shiver down your spine. He moves in closer until finally,he presses his lips to yours, and you feel fireworks. Baekhyun begins to deepen the kiss, slipping his tongue into your mouth as you melt into the kiss. He begins to pull back, his teeth gently biting your bottom lip, he pricks your lip before swiping his tongue over the small cut, healing it without you knowing. Now that he’s tasted your blood, he knows no other males can take you. It gives him a little bit of comfort before he says what he’s going to say to you.

“That was.. Wow.” you exclaim. It was like something out of a book, a kiss like you’d never had before.

“I’m sorry, Y/N.” He says quietly, almost in a whisper, as “’I shouldn't have kissed you, or gotten involved with you. I knew better than to do that. You just..” he pauses, “You need to pretend I don't exist. Forget you ever met me.” He finishes.

He turns to look at you. He hates seeing the pain and confusion in your face. He more so hates that he’s the one that's causing it, mates are supposed to make things better, heal and protect you, while loving you unconditionally, but he was doing the complete opposite. He wished he could explain it to you, he wished he could stop your pain, it would be easy for him but he couldn’t risk exposing himself and the others. He wished he was able to take your memories of him, but he can't, mates can't manipulate mates.

Baekhyun puts the car in park, turning to look at you. He can’t fully read your face. It's a mixture of anger, sadness and confusion. And he understood that. “Why?” you ask. “I’ve felt a very strong pull to you and I know you’ve felt it too, so I'm confused on why you're suddenly trying to leave me.”

Baekhyun felt a pang in his heart, one that he hadn’t ever felt before. He didn’t want to leave you, but he couldn't tell you that. He couldn't say anything to you that would make you think there was a chance he didn't mean what he was saying. You needed to believe that he didn't want you.

“Nothing is going to happen between us, understand? There was nothing between us anyways.” he says.

You turn your head, you can see the window to your apartment, your curtain drawn, and suddenly it moves. You can see someone peeking behind the curtains. You immediately know it's Chad.

“Do you want me to handle him?” Baekhyun asks.

You shift in your seat, unsure of whether you say yes or no to his offer. You didn't want to feel like a burden, especially to have someone protect you that doesn't want to do it.

“No” you whisper, moving your body away from him. “Thanks for the ride.” you say, getting out of the car and walking away from him.

Once you’re back in your apartment, a crying Chad stands in your kitchen, with his head hanging down. “Why are you still here?” You sigh, placing your purse on the table.

“I truly feel awful for hurting you like that. I was not in my right mind, and I'm so sorry. I love you, Y/N, please forgive me?” he asks.

“Chad.” you begin. “I forgive you but I do not want to be with you. This is a one sided relationship and you have anger issues that you need to deal with. You need to leave and you need to leave me alone now. We're done. I’m going for coffee, you have an hour to grab your stuff and go, whatever you leave is going to donations.” you finish. You walk out the door and head outside, heading towards the coffee shop near your house. You sat with your drink, thinking about what Baekhyun had said to you. You had heard him loud and clear and that he didn’t want you but you didn’t believe it.

An hour later you wander back to your apartment, walking in immediately you notice a lot of your things on the floor, along with broken plates and glasses. You look around some more, seeing your clothes thrown all around your room, some of your shirts and pants are ripped, your bed is messed up, your pillow is cut open with feathers laying all over your bed and floor. You go to the living room and your TV has been pushed over, and your gaming console is gone.

“Fucking Chad!” you scream. You fall to the floor crying, not over the broken things or the torn up clothes, not even over your console. Your heart hurts so bad from Baekhyun’s words. There was something between the two of you, you knew it and so did he, even if he didn't want to admit it.

You let yourself be sad for a little bit before you decided to get back at CHad. he was the one who fucked up but hes taking it out on you? Real mature. You take pictures of all your broken things, your clothes, your bedding, your tv and your lack of console and march over to the police station to press charges. If he wanted to be petty, you could be petty right fucking back. When you were done at the police station you went to the bar, you really hoped he would be working today but unfortunately he wasn't there but one of the men who stood in the room to intimidate you was behind the bar.

The handsome man stared at you as you walked up to the bar. “Good afternoon.” He says, his voice is deep. “What can I get for you?” he asks.

“Double vodka and cran, please.” You say. You sounded so sad and monotone.

“Are you okay?” He asks, smiley widely. He stares into your eyes as you look at him while he smiles, he's waiting for you to get into the daze, where you'll do whatever he asks of you, but it never comes. He hands you your drink, frowning at you. “What's with that expression? You were very pissed off early this morning.” You say, taking a big gulp.

“I thought that was you.” He says clearing his throat. “My apologies for that.”

“It's fine.” You sigh. He continues to stare at you, confusion plastered on his face while he thinks, and then it hits him.

“Oh fuck no.” He mutters. “I'll be right back.” He says to you before disappearing into the back.

Seconds later you feel a presence beside you. You look over and there's another handsome, pale, dark haired man sitting beside you, but this one you did not recognize.

“Where did the bartender go?” He asks. You shrug your shoulders.

“Into the back, I think, he looked mad.” You say, finishing your drink. “He needs to hurry up though, I need another one.” You sigh.

“Bad day?” He asks, your mind flashes back to the night you met Baekhyun and he had asked you the same thing.

“You could say that.” You reply. “What about you? Why are you drinking at 3pm?” you ask.

“Bad day.” He says. “Lady problems.”

“You can vent to me if you want, I'd love something to take my mind off today.” You suggest. “I'm Y/N by the way.” You half smile. He turns to look at you, a smile plastered over his face. “I'm Jaehyun.” He responds. “It all started two weeks ago..”

**

In the back, Chanyeol angrily pulled out his phone. He quickly dialed Baekhyun's number, anger flowing through him.

“Hello?” Baekhyun answers.

“Please tell me you're not a huge fucking moron? Please say you didn't do what I think you did.” Chanyeol begs.

“I.. didn't do it? I don't know what you're talking about dude.” Baekhyun says.

“Did you fucking mark her? Did you mark Y/N? Because she's sitting at the bar, completely unbothered by me.” Chanyeol yells.

“She's there?” Baekhyun asks. “I'm coming.”

“No. Suho said you can't see her anymore, remember? And if he finds out you marked her.. it's going to be bad.” Chanyeol says.

“Yeah I know but fuck I need to see her, please man.” Baekhyun begs.

“I'll keep an eye on her.” Chanyeol says. “Stay away. Besides, Jaehyun is here talking to her already. Don't ruin your plan.” Chanyeol finishes before hanging up. He takes a deep breath before heading back out to serve customers.

**

You and Jaehyun talked for hours. You sat at the bar, drinking, chatting about life.

“I told you my history.” Jaehyun smiles. “Now it’s your turn.”

“Are you sure you want to hear this?” you chuckle.

He nods his head yes.

“Alright then, buckle up.” you giggle. “I was dating this guy named Chad”.” you began. Jaehyun stopped you there, immediately.

“That's your first mistake. Chad?” he says, cringing.

“Just wait.” you laugh. “We dated for over a year, and he did absolutely nothing. He never planned anything, he never went out of his way to do something nice for me but expected me to do anything for him at the drop of a hat. One day, he brought his clothes over in a garbage bag and then he kinda just like never left.” you shrugged

“And you accepted that?” Jaehyun asks.

You nod your head. “I didn't think I could do any better, but don’t worry, it gets worse.” you tell him. “He didn't help with any of the bills. He never bought groceries, he spent all his money on himself and his boys, Brad and Connor. They even showed up to our valentine's day date and then left in the middle of it, Chad included and left me to pay the entire bill.”

“Wait, hold on a second. Chad, Brad and Connor?” he asks.

“The three musketeers.” you laugh.

“Is there more?” he asks, hesitantly.

“There's a lot more.” you sigh. “So one night I'm stressed out trying to figure out how to pay my bills, if there's a bill I can skip paying, whatever. So Chad calls me over, he’s playing on my console again, and asks me to get him snacks. I asked him if he was going to pay for said snacks and he said he didn't have any money.” you say rolling your eyes. “So I lost it. And I mean lost it on him. I unplugged my console and i told him to get the fuck out of my apartment. I left and wandered for a while, and I ended up here.” you say, your voice going a little quieter. “That night I met Baekhyun, and seeing him for the first time felt like home.” you explain. “I know that sounds cheesy or whatever, but I had never felt so comfortable and safe around a person before.”

Jaehyun just nods his head as he continues listening.

“I ended up getting really drunk, he and I talked for hours before I had to go home. So I left, Chad was still there but I just needed to go to bed. I woke up in the morning, called in sick to work and Chad was still gaming.” you sigh. “But oh i forgot, Brad had brought him snacks because i was throwing a temper tantrum and he wanted me to venmo Brad for the snacks.”

“Please tell me you kicked his ass out?” Jaehyun asks.

“I did, and he left. But there’s more. I took the weekend and ate junk and did whatever, then on Monday evening I came back to the bar, and Baekhyun and I talked some more, and he was proud of me for kicking out Chad. but then he texted me, asking to talk.” you sigh.

“Oh no. Please don’t tell me..” Jaehyun cringes.

“He sucked me back in, promising to change and blah blah. There wasn't even a second that he tried to change. But I just accepted the fact that this was going to be my life, and I would be stuck with a man like Chad or just Chad for the rest of my life. But I was barely home, and he didn't notice. I spent my time here if i wasnt working and Baekhyun and I got really close. Honestly he knew me better then Chad knew me. And then one night, Baekhyun cut me off. He told me that I needed to go home because there was a storm coming. I told him I would just get a room at the motel across the street but he heavily objected to that.” you laugh.

“Good, that place is infested with roaches and rats.” Jaehyun says.

“He brought me home himself. We opened the door to a surprise party for me, for my birthday.” you tell him.

“Was it your birthday?” he asks you.

“Nope.” you giggle. “Anyways, Chad was mad that i didn't appreciate his effort of inviting 2 people i know, which are his best friends and the rest being only people they knew. He was also very whiskey drunk, he grabbed me, Baekhyun intervened and took me back to his house.” you continue. “ I slept there, woke up to seven men standing around the bed, I got kicked out, Baekhyun drove me home, he kissed me.” you sigh. “He kissed me and then told me to forget about him and that there's nothing between us.” you weep. You didnt want to cry but fuck your heart hurt. You sniffle and take a big breath. “ I went back to my apartment and Chad was still there. He was crying and saying sorry. I told him to get his stuff and leave. So I went for coffee and when I got back he had trashed the place and stolen my console.” you smile, chugging your drink before waving it at Chanyeol, who comes over with another one.

“And I thought I had problems.” Jaehyun says. He was absolutely flabbergasted. “This is some of the craziest shit I've ever heard. Your life is like a movie, holy shit.” Jaehyun says. You laugh at his comment and take another sip of your new drink. It’s quiet now, only the whispers of others at tables, the soft beating of the music above.

You turn your head to look at Jaehyun, but he’s already looking at you. He leans in closely, staring at you with a dazzling smile but while you're looking at him you feel nothing. He was nice, and you wanted to be his friend but that was it. There was no attraction to him. He places his hand on your thigh and moves in closer. “You’re beautiful,” he whispers.

“You’re more beautifuler.” you hiccup, trying to focus on him, focus on his hand on your thigh, but you feel nothing. There’s no butterflies, there is no nervousness. You felt nothing when he touched you. Jaehyun continues to stare at you, confused, as you begin to slide off the stool. You continued to look at him, the thought finally donning on you. You felt nothing for him.

“Huh.” you whisper, looking at him. “Absolutely nothing.” you shake your head at the thought. “Barkeeper!” you yell. “What do I owe you?” you ask.

Chanyeol nods his head towards Jaehyun and says “he took care of your tab for you already.” you turn towards Jaehyun again and thank him before stumbling your way out of the bar.

Behind you chanyeol looks at Jaehyun and gestures towards you. Jaehyun understands, and he’ll make sure you get home safe.

You walk along the sidewalk, stumbling here and there but you're okay. You can hear people talking behind you so you feel better knowing that you're not alone, until you really focus on what they're saying.

“She's really drunk, she'd probably be easy.” One man says.

“Doesn't she know how easy it would be to throw her in the back alley and do whatever we wanted?” Another laughs. You felt like you recognized the voices, but they were also deeper than anyone you knew. You were anxious and you did your best to pick up your pace and get home quickly. As you turned a corner the men continued on going straight. You felt some relief as you finished the last block to your apartment. You ran inside the building and quickly made your way up to your floor. You unlocked your door, slamming it closed behind you before locking the deadbolt. You put your keys and purse on the table, but couldn't help but feel like something was off. You quietly tiptoed around the house looking around, but you didn't see anything. You shook it off as paranoia and got ready for bed. You slept decently that night, but dreamt of Baekhyun the whole time. You missed him.

**

For the next few weeks your days remained the same, you woke up and felt like something wasn’t right. The few weeks that you felt were off, you were never able to place what was making you feeling off, you shook it off to still get over everything you had gone through with Chad and Baekhyun. You went to work, barely survived the day before going home and making your way to the bar, and 9/10 times Jaehyun was sitting at the bar, your drink set down next to him in a spot that he declared as yours. Though, on the off chance Jaehyun hadn't shown up at the bar, you had become pretty good friends with the two bartender’s that alternated nights. Chanyeol and Jongdae, they were both chipper, goofy and extremely good listeners, but they were also good at keeping their mouths shut, especially whenever you asked about Baekhyun, and you asked at least twice a night. One night after drinking a little too much, you had told Chanyeol that you were going to try to drive out to the house to see Baekhyun.

The once smiling man’s face turned stone cold. “Don’t you ever try to go out there by yourself, ever.” he snaps. You stay quiet and nod your head every so slightly as his eyes stay trained on you. “Do you understand?” he asks.

You nod your head again.

“I need to hear it Y/N. Do you understand?” he asks again.

“Yes.. yes i understand.”

You just wanted to know that he was okay, to see him, or really find out why he couldn’t talk to you. No one would tell you anything, not even Jaehyun, being left to your own imagination was almost torture. Even though Jaehyun wouldn’t tell you shit about Baekhyun, he had honestly become a very good friend to you. He fixed your shower when you needed help, he helped move in a new mattress to your place, the two of you went for coffee or dinner, if you weren’t at the bar, you were very good friends, and to your surprise that was honestly all it was. You had no sexual desire towards Jaehyun in the slightest which seemed weird to you. Clearly he was just your type but you wanted nothing but a platonic friendship from him.

You missed Baekhyun. Even though you knew better than him showing up to work at the bar, you still hoped you might catch a glimpse of him, but in the weeks that it’s been, you hadn't given up hope.

That night you said goodbye to Chaneyol and caught a cab home, you fell asleep pretty quickly and dreamt of nothing that night. In the morning you crawled out of your bed and shuffled to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. You glanced down at your kitchen table as you passed it and something made you halt. You looked down and there laid out on the table was a picture of you, sleeping. and it was from last night. You quickly went around, making sure all your windows were shut and locked, and you looked at your front door, it was still locked. So how did someone get inside?

At that point you had completely forgotten about making your coffee and headed towards the bathroom to hop into the shower before you had to go to work, trying to shake off the uneasy feeling you had. As you wash your body, you’re startled by the sound of something breaking. You rinse your body quickly and turn the shower off, wrapping yourself in a towel, and you walk carefully to the kitchen. You see a glass shattered on the floor, you look around and everything is still where you had left it, the door was still locked as were the windows. You tried your best to shake that off as well, but you couldn't stop thinking about either of it. It was still on your mind when you walked into work that day, heading towards your cubicle, and you see a vase of dead roses placed nicely on your desk.

You were beginning to get thoroughly creeped out now and you weren’t sure who could be doing this. You went through your day with a terrible feeling in your stomach. As much as you tried to tell yourself it was okay, it wasn't and you were scared. That evening you didn't even bother to go home. You went straight to the bar, where Jaehyun just happened to be sitting.

“Hey stranger.” he smiles. “Double vodka and cran for her please.” he says to the bartender.

“Hi.” you say quietly.

“What's up? You okay?” he asks, seeming concerned.

“Some weird things happened today. I'm a little shaken up about it.” you admit.

“Like what?” he asks, adjusting his position.

“First I woke up to a picture of me sleeping on my table, then I was in the shower and a glass broke, and I went to work and there were a dozen dead roses on my desk.” you sigh, taking a big gulp of your drink. Jaehyun looks at you worriedly, but you wave him off.

“I'm sure it's just someone trying to be funny. Probably just a one time thing” you smile. “How was your day?” you ask.

“I really didn’t do much.” he sighs. “I ran a few errands, did a little bit of work and that was pretty much the most exciting thing,” he says. He still looks at you concerned, you roll your eyes at him.

“Everything is just fine.” you tell him. “I’m going to the bathroom, will you please stop worrying.” you laugh, trying to seem nonchalant about it. As soon as you were out of ear shot, Jaehyun pulls out his phone, dialing a very familiar number.

“Baekhyun, there’s something weird going on.” Jaehyun explains. “Someone is messing with her. Whoever it is has been in her apartment, and she’s acting like it’s nothing but I don’t think it is.”

“Do whatever you need to do to figure it out, Jaehyun, you need to keep her safe. Nothing fucking happens to her.” Baekhyun says before hanging up the phone.

Jaehyun hoped for the person’s sake, it was a one time thing.

It wasn’t a one time thing.

Unfortunately for the next few weeks, at least 4 times a week, something different happened. You swore you felt like you were losing your mind. You would wake up in the morning, go and turn on your coffee pot that always sat on your kitchen counter and then make your way to the bathroom while it brewed. When you would get out of the bathroom, you’d go back into the kitchen and your coffee pot would be on your island plugged into the outlet on the island and the pot was full of coffee.

You would buy groceries, put them away in their designated spots, and the next time you would go get said snack, it wouldn't be where you left it. In the mornings when you’d get into your car to go to work, you’d notice your rearview mirror would be adjusted into a different spot, and you tried to think if there was ever a time that you had actually adjusted it. When you would come home from work, to set your stuff down to get ready to walk to the bar, you would notice a dead rose laying in the middle of the floor of your bedroom. You would open the fridge, you’d see a wilted rose petal on the shelf. In the following days you had also found one in your bed, on your couch, in the bathroom, and in your car, along with your rearview mirror having been adjusted each time.

But tonight was the icing on the cake. You had gotten home from work, unlocked your door and entered your apartment. You walk in, placing your keys on the kitchen table when you hear a faint hissing. Your stomach drops as you look around. You look towards your bedroom and see nothing, but as you turn your head to look at the living room, you see the biggest snake you’ve ever seen, hissing and slithering quickly towards you. You never thought you could move so fast, being so scared. You let out the loudest shriek, before fumbling to get to the door, you needed to get out.

Now, you were extremely scared. You hadn’t told Jaehyun about any of the other things that were happening because you didn’t want him to worry about you, but now you were panicking that you weren’t going to be able to take care of yourself. On your way down the hallway, you run into movers bringing things into the vacant apartment that was two doors down from you. As you’re fast walking past the open door, a woman steps out into the hallway, trying to block your way. “Hi.” She says, but you’re not focused on her. You needed to get out of there, and find someone to help you, and you knew exactly who to find.

You ran into the bar and disappointment filled you, as you see Jaehyun’s usual seat is empty. You sit down next to it, pulling out your phone to call him as your usual drink is set down in front of you. Your call rings, but goes to voicemail after three rings. You decide to try again, but again it goes to voicemail and this time you leave one.

“Hey, it’s me.” you sigh. “I was really hoping you would be here tonight, some fucking weird stuff has been happening and i’m really scared. There was a goddamn snake in my apartment, and Jae, I don't know what to do. Please call me as soon as you get this.” you sigh. You hang up, and set your phone down on the bar and take a long sip of your drink to try and settle your shaking hand. You take a few deep breaths before your phone begins to ring. Quickly, you answer it, hoping it’s Jaehyun.

“Hello?” you ask.

No reply.

“Hello?” you say again, noticing an echo of your voice through the phone. You take the phone from your ear and look around, but there is barely anyone in the bar. “Who is this?” you ask, and again no response, just your voice faintly coming through, with the same song playing on both ends.

You end the call, and stand up. Something didn’t feel right. Your whole body was panicked, and your face must have showed it. You slapped a couple bills on the bar, not bothering to count it before you left. Just as you began heading for the door, Chanyeol stepped out from the back. He noticed your worried face, and scared body language. He tried to call out for you but you didn’t hear him. He pulls out his phone to call Baekhyun, he could feel something wasn’t right.

“She just left the bar. She didn’t look right, she looked scared, Baek. Jaehyun isn’t here, I don't know where he is but something’s not right.” Chanyeol says. Baekhyun doesn't reply, he hangs up the phone and Chanyeol questions himself, whether or not he did the right thing.

As you’re walking, tingles of hyper-awareness have all muscles in your body, twitching at every noise. You picked up the pace of your steps, your eyes looking all around you. As you begin to pass an alley on your left, you see a darker shadow. Before you can breathe out a scream, your arm and collar are pulled into the darkness. A hand covers your mouth as you try to fight off whoever had you… You weren't going to let anyone take you.

[doiefics]

work can wait for other days

pairing: baekhyun x afab!reader

prologue: what could possibly surprise baekhyun more than discovering you at work on a typical day, but well, he's a gangster

genre: gangster!baekhyun +  established relationship!au + fluff + crack

wordcount: 1,000

warnings: pregnancy + very slight violence

It was a typical Thursday, late in the morning. The commute was rather sluggish, but perhaps it was nothing compared to everyone's speed at work.

They were not to blame, for any exciting thing, no matter how small or big, was always distracting enough.

You see, the brainstorming process starts even before the work at hand is done and dusted, maybe like already drooling over that tiramisu for dessert when your plate barely has starters on it. 

For the majority of people, it was a Friday's worth of waiting, but you were just as impatient and eager—but not because it was the weekend.

As you obstinately paced up and down the waiting area, you were fairly certain that you were irking the receptionist.

However, everything came to an abrupt stop even before the train of your flawless thoughts could reach the first junction.

It was "pretty loud for a hospital." You said these things to yourself in a low voice as you joined the other human meerkats, their necks reaching as far as they could and their minds unusually interested.

Your senses lately appear to be much more perceptive. 

An array of about half a dozen black cars, quick in speed and quick to hit the breaks, creating those overwhelmingly annoying screeching sounds, were to be seen.

Accompanied by a ridiculous number of men, guns appeared like toys in whosr hands. The next thing you knew, the front glass at the hospital was shattered, and even though it was both chaotic and intimidating, you watched this without a look of worry on your face because you were used to witnessing similar happenings. 

"What is he doing over here?" You weren't concerned until now, noticing a strangely familiar face amid the towering, intimidating, strong males. 

Before he could even take off his charcoal black Ray Ban shades, more men were at the scene, dressed in suits and shining leather shoes, wrists with expensive timepieces, you see, like any of those other rich men.

"This wasn't needed, we already negotiated that with you." One of them started pleading and rubbing his hands in front of the Ray-Ban guy, but you knew him too well to be able to predict his next action. 

He sighed. Dramatically. 

"Would be a shame if some killings were to happen at a place like this." He cursed, rolling his eyes and glancing around the hospital. The receptionist, who was in the middle of making a phone call, suddenly halted the process at his gaze. He smirked.

Okay, now that was unnecessary. 

The next thing you knew, he rolled the sleeves of his fancy blue shirt as his men basically yeeted away the other ones. You were sure more drama would ensue inside the closed chambers. Cliche power scenes like those in the movies.

"You really had to be here today, idiot!" You blurted it out, quietly, but not quite for the man's ear to miss it. The man would have been furious and snarky after hearing what you blurted out, but it all vanished at the sight of you. Considering that he was in the middle of attending to business, he was equally as astonished to see you here. 

"Y/N?" He was perplexed. This was the time one could normally find you at work. 

"Don't tell me you broke your phone again." You shook your head as his hands traced to his pockets, finding nothing but a severely cracked iPhone.

He signalled his men, with a flick of his fingers to continue with whatever they were here for. His eyes shifted like those of a five-year-old who just destroyed a pricey vase with his football as he turned back to face you.

"Don't give me that look." The scary man was scared of you.

To get the two of you to a more peaceful location quickly, you grabbed hold of his wrist. If you didn't, it wouldn't be long before gossip-hungry eyes began their customary camera recordings and active involvement on online forums. Picking up what seemed like a report from one of the desks. You had waited long enough. 

"This isn't time for paperwork, why are you here?" The man was chatty as usual.

"I told you about this hospital and its trashy director last week, right? Tough time extracting my money back from him." He went on.

"I didn't want any guns involved in the first place." And he never stopped.

"Really has the balls to come and plead at my face when it has already been about-"

"Baekhyun can you not keep quiet for a second, at least?" In his habitual pout, he attempted to cram his head within the papers before you hastily closed them, overwhelmed with unfamiliar feelings.

"I just hope your children don't end up being as chatty as you are." You crossed your arms and made every effort to keep your face expressionless. 

"Family planning all of a sudden?" Baekhyun was confused, again.

"You might be a big scary gangster or something, but did someone ever tell you you're just as dumb." You laughed at his bumbling expression.

"Wait!" His mouth was hanging wide, and his eyes were sparkling from the bliss he was experiencing. He simply wanted to be sure, and he wanted to be sure so much. 

"Are we.." He stopped. "We're having a baby," As he drew his body nearer, his hands instinctively sought your stomach.

"Well, not just a baby." You raised your eyebrow. 

"We're having twins?" He was basically screaming out of sheer joy.

"We are definitely not going to be quiet, right, guys?" He said as he bent down, placing a quick peck on your tummy.

"Don't worry, Mumma, you're gonna love us either way." He winked, standing up again, this time closer to your face, resting his forehead against yours.

Yet another rackety thud was to be heard, business was being taken care of properly. Baekhyun took a quick glance at the side.

"Maybe work can wait for some other day." 

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[glorianamultistan]

Repeated love (Baekhyun x Male Reader)

Part 2

Should there be a second chapter, when all has ended with the strokes of a few signatures? There are times when butterflies have left the cases of some lepidopterists and with winged effects brought tornados to register that they lived and still have enough life even though they glorify some shelves or walls from behind the glass.

It all comes down to a slip in the wrong room while trying to find a place to lie down. Baekhyun never thought that seeing y/n sitting all dolled up for the party would make him lose some balance of mind.

The next mistake was of y/n, running arms open to kissing his ex in a room where he spent the former night with his husband.

Neither of the two was going to take a chance like this, they were not allowed to, too much was at risk. Two well-publicised marriages establishing relationships between multiple elite families, and here still, with whispers and moans, y/n let it all go. Four months and the body breaks only for the one the heart accepts.

After the dilemma of not wanting to leave each other's warmth, both went their separate ways for the sake of the party.

The next few days were hard for y/n as he tried hard to face his husband calmly. He was not a bad man per se, he liked y/n and was respectful to him and his choices, it was just that he was not, for now, allowing y/n to go out alone.

"Y/n I just ask for a month, after that, you can go wherever you wish to, I promise complete freedom, not from marriage obviously as we are in it till the end."

"But why!? This is illegal! You can't possibly not let me go out. I have a life to live, and events to attend."

"Oh honey, you come from L/n family, you know how laws are for all of us, right? Now, be a good husband and wait for me, I will be back soon."

It was a forced hug and a close-lipped kiss, and with that, he left y/n in the study, miserable enough to cry a little before going to his room to get his phone and message.

'I am not allowed to go out hyung. All of them, even my parents are in this.'

'Baby, I will be meeting your husband today in a meeting; I will ask about you.'

'Hyung! Why will you do this!? Don't do anything rash like this.'

'Don't worry, I will ask as a person interested in knowing the new partner of their business partner.'

'Just don't let the mask fall, please.'

'Won't you pick it up if I do, like the last time?'

'If you put me in such a position then I will have to do it because I do not want the chances to end like this.'

Explicit extramarital affairs as a member of such a class would not only ruin the chances of future re-establishment of the name but it will once and for all make the life in the country end too. Even though Baekhyun has connections well enough that he can leave the country and still confirm an easy life for y/m and him, he still has to plan everything properly; after all his own husband should not get the idea of anything going on.

The days go on as slumbered heat makes them overlap for y/n; he talks to Baekhyun without any concerns about being surveilled as in the manor, he is promised by his husband that no such practices will be allowed.

Baekhyun, on the other hand, controls his urge to run and pick up y/n and lock themselves in a room to never leave the bed, by constantly reimagining the night of the reception party and keeping his husband satisfied too; a single doubt of unwanted physicality can lead to a lot of assumptions and Baekhyun already slipped once when his husband notices nail marks on his back after the party. That was settled with a few nights of unwavering reverence for the body which was bound to Baekhyun as forcefully as his separation from y/n happened.

After two months of extended restrictions, y/n was allowed to visit his friends, and the first thing he did after creating facades of three to four parties was to throw a party at the same hotel and invite Baekhyun and his husband to the event too. It was just a celebration of 'close families' younger generation' that meant some of the most celebrated faces present in a hall with drinks and airs about them.

Just as y/n excused himself to use his room, Baekhyun excused himself with a smile to go to the washroom which he did not know where it was, and y/n as the good host coyly took the precedence to guide him as he would be visiting the wing with rooms.

'Hey Baekhyun, you can just use our room; you can relax there a bit too and get to know y/n; you have been persistent in meeting him; till then, let me entertain your husband.' 'What do you say hun?' Y/n's husband asked him but the younger was not ready with any response to such a situation; it was like exquisite wine being served and you taste it through your lover's mouth.

So Baekhyun did reply with a laugh, a kiss on his husband's cheek, and a warning to not steal him which y/n's husband repeated too, and they left for the rooms.

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[paintingwhiteceilings]

Can you do Male Reader X EXO?

So, its basically when either Male reader or an EXO member is struggling with his homework.

❃EXO and helping with your school/uni work ❃

A/N: Heyyy, I am so sorry this took as long as it did. I had to take some time off of posting on Tumblr as I am about to start my graduation process for my RMA. In a way, it was super cathartic to write this prompt so it became a bit of a mix between school and uni work, I hope you don't mind :')

Regarding male x-readers: I try to keep my prompt as gender-neutral as possible, mostly so anyone can insert themselves regardless of whether they identify as male, female, non-binary, etc. However, I am totally open to doing any LGBTQIA+-specific prompts, so feel free to do so!

Xiumin/Minseok:

✾ Considering this man is rumoured to have a PhD (although not specified in what), you would think that he would be an amazing person to have around when you are struggling through your homework/coursework. However, being smart doesn’t always equate to being able to offer understandable explanations.

✾ His brain skips so many steps when he is tackling a problem or working on an essay. He knows why something is right or wrong, but he can’t really explain how he got to his answers. It comes so naturally to him that he struggles to dissect his thought processes and convey them to someone else.

✾ Ultimately, he will convince you to email your teacher/professor; they can explain it much better than he can, anyway. After having corresponded so often with professors during his own studies, he is more than capable of helping you with formulating your email in such a way that they would agree to help you out.

✾ Still, after having studied as much as he has, he understands the struggle of keeping up with homework/coursework. Considering he got his degrees whilst being an idol, he is incredible at planning his work efficiently. Thus, he instead offers to help you with creating a schedule, giving you a more healthy work-life balance.

Suho/Junmyeon:

✾ Well, considering that he has an MA in Cultural Management and talked at Stanford (plus it has been proven time and time again that Suho is incredibly intelligent), he is one of the best members to go to if you ever struggle with your homework/coursework. He strikes me as someone who, although they are incredibly smart, can explain his inner thoughts very well.

✾ Give him a whiteboard, and he will shine. Don’t ask me why, but I can totally imagine him being one of those people that is convinced that “you have to visualize things. Write it down to have more space in your head to think.” Does that work? Maybe. Is it annoying to be told time and time again to “just draw it”? Yes.

✾ If he isn’t familiar with the topic/class that you are struggling with, he will take time out of his busy schedule to familiarize himself with it. He will find a couple of sources or a handbook so that he can read up on it.

✾ A part of him enjoys studying and learning together, smiling the entire time as you do so. Despite your own stress on why you can’t seem to work through the problem/assignment, you can’t help but return his quiet enthusiasm.

Baekhyun:

✾ Another member who went to university to get his degree (although I can’t find out whether he has a BA or MA, sources are so incredibly vague) and is probably used to studying whilst being unbelievably busy. Furthermore, Suho has said before that although Baekhyun tends to be the mood maker of EXO on camera, Baekhyun is a deep thinker and has many philosophical conversations with him in private. Therefore, I can imagine him being another member who would be good at conveying his thoughts very well, offering you a coherent explanation.

✾ He would be an expert on making studying fun. Instead of having to cram a bunch of facts or read a long dry article for your next class, he would find a way to gamify it, turning it from a long boring study session into a fun competition. Although he might not be a huge help regarding the content of your class, he would help you to keep your motivation while studying.

✾ At the same time, I can totally see Baekyhun being a massive distraction while studying. You will be trying to solve a problem or work on that lengthy essay, and Baekhyun keeps trying to get you to pay attention to him, as he is too restless to sit still and study. He strikes me as someone who tries to convince you to do it tomorrow instead.

Chen/Jongdae:

✾ He has an MA in Media Advertisement so you can bet that he can sell a story. I am pretty sure Media Advertisement falls under either business or communication studies, so he will probably be not too shabby at statistics either. He will, therefore, not only sell you on why studying this particular subject is fun, but he will also be able to help you actually study the contents of most math-based subjects.

✾ Chen probably is too busy to delve deeply into the subject matter that you are trying to grasp, though. He will try, nonetheless, to work through it with you. He will sit next to you as you try to solve equations, and although he might not have mastered the theory himself, he will try to learn it with you, giving you a fresh set of eyes.

✾ I think rather than being incredible at explaining stuff, he would be an amazing person for emotional support. I can see him prioritize calming you down first and having you take a step back from studying to clear your head. He would make sure that you stay hydrated and fed while studying, preparing a bunch of snacks beforehand that he will hand out as a reward for making it through another chapter.

Chanyeol:

✾ Am I tired of repeating myself and saying “This member is smart because they got their degree”? Yes. Am I insanely impressed with most of EXO going to university whilst balancing their studies with a full-time idol career? Yes, and I will never shut up about it. Anyway, yeah Chanyeol went to university bla bla, making him, not just smart, bla  bla, but also hard-working, bla bla. You know the drill.

✾ Regardless of whether Chanyeol is well-studied in the field you are struggling in, nothing will stop him from becoming an expert. He is reading up on it as if his life depended on it, driven by his strong dislike of being bad at something. It doesn't matter whether you tell him it is okay and that you can always ask a fellow student or your teacher/lecturer; he is having none of it.

✾ At this point, he is more frustrated about not grasping a particular part of the theory than you. Even after you two manage to work through your homework/coursework, he will continue to read up on the topic until he fully understands it.

✾ He might be an overachiever and perfectionist who could’ve very well used the time that he spent on a piece of information he will never ever use again more wisely, but if anyone ever needs to know more about that specific theory, he can tell them everything.

D.O./Kyungsoo:

✾ Listen, I love him with every fibre in my body, and I will continue to do so until I turn to dust, but Kyungsoo has admitted, on several occasions, that he is not a big fan of studying. Sure, he got his degree, just like the others, and got his culinary license, indicating that he is more than capable of retaining a ton of information and working through difficult assignments/problems. But, does he enjoy studying? No, not really; he got it over with and seems glad to be done.

✾ So, when you ask him to help you with your homework/coursework, he will remind you, at least seven times, that he isn’t too good at studying and that there are better people to ask for help instead. He will try his best, albeit reluctantly, reminding you continuously to lower your expectations.

✾ In the end, he will try to help out in a different way, either by supplying you with a ton of study snacks or recounting how he worked through tough assignments back when he was in university, with the hope that maybe it works for you as it did for him. He makes sure that you are as comfortable as you can be, convinced he can’t do much more than that.  

Kai/Jongin:

✾ Listen, don’t get me wrong, I adore Kai. However, I have to say that he is not the brightest when it comes to academia (at least compared to the rest of EXO) or, like, his common sense. Yes, he had his moments of genius in New World, and I am sure that when it comes to memorizing dance and lyrics, he is insanely good. However, give him a math problem, and he will cry.

✾ Kai strikes me as someone who was exhilarated to be done with school, not seeing the point of going to university like the rest of his members. When you ask him to help you out with your home/coursework, something inside of him dies as he knows nothing that will be leaving his mouth will be helpful. He is too sweet to say no and will try his hardest to help you with whatever you are struggling with. Nevertheless, he is even more lost than you upon reading your assignment, confused by all the fancy words the assignment seems to be using.  

✾ Nevertheless, Kai would be an amazing person if you need someone to talk to without necessarily needing any advice/answers, just to get your own ideas out of your head. He knows exactly when to nod and say “hmhm”,  aware that you don’t necessarily want to get his input, only needing him to work through your thoughts and ideas on your own.

✾ Honestly, he gets an A for effort for me. Kai is good vibes only, and he would give you a hug for support.

Sehun:

✾ Another one who is glad he finished school and never has to go back. Again, don’t get me wrong, I love Sehun, but you can’t deny that he isn’t the smartest person in the room. As Suho said during EXO Ladder, “I think, they (the beluga whales) have the same IQ as Sehun” after noting they have an IQ of 60-90.

✾ Where Kai still tries to help out, he flat-out refuses. What do you mean you need his help finishing your work? He is so unapologetic about it too and slightly offended; why did you have to remind him about the horror that is school? He left that behind him and under no circumstances will he ever be dragged back in. He is rich, and he needs no degree.

✾ Such a bad influence on you as he tries to keep you from doing your work. “Well, if you are struggling with your homework you might as well take a break and go to the convenience store with me.” Funnily enough, it actually helps to clear your head. Sometimes the best thing to do is to step away and try again with a clearer mind. Sehun maintains that it was his plan all along; you doubt it.

✾ He will end up asking one of his members to assist you with your homework, calling in a favour with, for instance, Suho. They are all down bad for him, so you end up with the best tutors EXO has to offer.

Masterlist

[jongbross]

kinktober: fingering (byun baekhyun x reader)

pairing: byun baekhyun x reader word count: 464 genre: smuuuut warnings: description of sexual activities, fingering (male receiving), anal play, sub!baekhyun, bottom!baekhyun, swearing, begging a/n: sometimes all i want is to ruin byun baekhyun and that's where this comes from.

baekhyun was so lost in pleasure that he didn't even hear himself moaning out loud. he shot his eyes open when you squeezed his waist, chuckling behind him.

"are you okay there?", you asked.

"i... i- fuck", baekhyun mumbled, trying to move his hips back on your fingers. "b-babe, please..."

you curved the three fingers that were inside baekhyun, earning a gasp from him. his pretty ass was up in the air for you, and even though he was trying to hide, you just knew he was biting his pillow from time to time.

"please what?"

he groaned. "don't make me beg, babe."

again, you chuckled. your hand caressed baekhyun's small back, sliding down to his broad shoulders.

"you know i like when you do that, love..."

again, he groaned. baekhyun was fighting back his natural - and he would never admit that it was natural - urge to moan and beg and scream for you, but you knew how to break him. you knew there was only so much he could take it.

bringing your free hand back to his waist, you caressed one more time before licking your lips and thrusting your fingers inside him. you could feel baekhyun clenching around you, ass desperately trying to throw it back so he could have that again.

"babe...", he moaned, rotating his hips on your fingers and resting his face on the pillow so he could look back at you from over his shoulder. "fuck!"

"what do you want, baek?"

"shit, don't stop!", he gasped. "do that again."

with a smile, you attended to his wish. you started to thrust again your fingers on baekhyun's ass, sometimes scissoring him, sometimes curving your digits so it would reach his special spot.

"you're gonna cum untouched, baek? are you gonna make a mess for me?"

his loud 'yes!' was muffled by the pillow as he buried his face on it, breathing through his mouth as his stomach got tighter and tighter by the second.

it truly didn't take long for baekhyun to cum, loudly moaning, cursing, calling your name - all at once. you felt his ass clenching around you one more time, and couldn't help but to feel amazed at how tight he could be.

as he rode his high, baekhyun groaned at you, like a warning to get off him - and so you did, pulling out your fingers, allowing him to collapse on the bed. you mirrored him, laying down beside him and brushing his sweaty hair away from his forehead.

"are you okay?", you asked, a smile on your lips.

baekhyun just nodded, incapable of forming full answers. you laughed, pulling him in for a kiss.

he whispered something similar to 'thank you', maybe - and it was the last thing you heard before he fell asleep.

[jaemmphilia]

Here’s a shorter smut shot then

Still top xiumin x bottom m reader

Xiumin proposes to reader after years of being together in the most romantic way possible and they celebrate with his band mates and after the celebration, reader and xiumin celebrate on their own privately ;3

Im thinking something sweet and romantic with some good smutssss

Also happy anniversary. Kinda funny how it’s 3 years and you also just got 300 followers as well. That be awesome congrats bestie 🖤❤️🖤

★ 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚡𝚒𝚞𝚖𝚒𝚗 𝚡 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

★ 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 𝟾𝟻𝟹

xiumin is nervous. he's never been more nervous about anything in his entire 30-something years of living.

his clammy hands grip the soft velvet box in the pocket of his jeans. he watches [name] in front of him on the bridge, the male looking down into the murky water infested with fish and frogs.

this bridge is special to xiumin and [name]. the two had met here 15 years ago, when xiumin watched a group of boys push poor [name] into the muddy water, getting the male's white shirt all dirty.

xiumin wasted no time in rushing over to help the boy out of the gross water. he didn't care if his shoes and the bottoms of his pants were wet, he was more worried about the boy with tears in his eyes.

xiumin never wanted to see the boy cry ever again.

from that day forward, xiumin and [name] grew close. they became friends quickly, and throughout the remainder of their teenage years, they harbored feelings for each other but didn't act on them until their early 20s.

now the two of them are in their mid-thirties and more in love as the days go by. so in love that xiumin can't believe he hasn't done this sooner.

"xiumin, come look at the turtles!"

[name]'s voice shakes xiumin out of his trance of reminiscing. he takes a deep breath and walks toward [name], who still isn't looking in xiumin's direction. xiumin decides to bite the bullet and get over his nerves. he kneels down on one knee and clears his throat.

"i've always wanted a turtle, but my mom always said it was too big of a hassle. it's not too late to-" [name] stops talking as he turns to his left, seeing xiumin down on one knee. the male's breath hitches as his hand comes up to cover his mouth. [name] can feel the tears welling up in his eyes.

"[name], i brought you to this bridge because it means a lot to me. it's the first place we met, the place we shared our first kiss, and now it's the place where i am proposing to you." xiumin says, a few tears falling down his cheeks, "you mean the entire world to me and i want to make it last for as long as we both are breathing. so will you marry me?" xiumin says, looking up at [name] with the dopiest smile on his handsome face.

"oh, xiumin, what kind of idiot would i be if i said no?" [name] cries out as he pulls xiumin to his feet and wraps his arms around the male. after they hug, they share a kiss and xiumin slips the ring on [name]'s finger.

"we have to call the others, they're all waiting for me to call them and tell them how it went." xiumin says and he pulls out his phone, video chatting with baekhyun, who picks up immediately.

"well? did you do it? did [name] say yes?" baekhyun asks, speaking fast, and xiumin can see the others fighting to get in the frame.

xiumin laughs as [name] shows the other seven males the ring on his finger the males erupt in cheers of all kinds. "we're coming over right now to celebrate with you guys."

"well hurry your asses up! sehun is about to pop the champagne!" he hears chen cry out, his head popping out of the frame to stop sehun from opening the champagne prematurely.

after the video call ends, xiumin and [name] make their way to baekhyun and chanyeol's shared house.

xiumin and [name] get back to their own shared house and the two are already stripping their clothes off their backs. the two males share a deep kiss, their tongues rubbing against one another as they stumble to their room

xiumin pushes [name] onto the bed and hovers over the male. he kisses and bites [name]'s neck, making sure to leave a nice, red mark on his skin. xiumin drinks in the noises [name] makes and it fuels him with confidence.

"gonna fuck you so good, baby," xiumin says, growling into [name]'s ear, his hand stroking the male's half-hard cock, "gonna make you feel really good."

"hurry, xiu, feel like i'm gonna explode." [name] whines, his hips bucking upas his chest turns red.

"alright, baby. i'll be nice and give you what you want this time. but don't expect me to be this nice for round 2."

xiumin makes sure [name] is prepped enough to take his fat dick. he splits [name] open on his slender fingers for a bit before he impales [name] with his cock. he slams in and out of [name]'s tight heat, his arms planted on either side of [name].

xiumin and [name] keep each other close; kissing, touching, and moaning. they let out noises only meant for the other to hear the two of them becoming one as they share this intimate moment.

it doesn't end at sexual intimacy, though. now they have something bigger to look forward to:

the rest of their lives as one.

[thatdamnmutt-exe]

Bambi • Song Mingi

Plot: Ateez just finishes up a concert and Echo finds Mingi looking very delicious. He heads backstage to show his boyfriend just how yummy he is.

Pairing: Sub!Mingi x Dom!Reader (Name: Echo)

Warnings: Dirty talk, degration, praise, hair pulling, choking, slight public sex (in a dressing room), dumbification, edging, overstimulation.

Extras: Not my normal FtM smut as it’s a request from a friend. Echo will have male genitalia.

Song: Bambi - Baekhyun

Word Count:

“You're my only Bambi, Bambi.

It's a perfect night for you.”

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echo licked his lips as he watched his boyfriend from backstage. the confidence that mingi radiated truly had a strong effect on him and his urges. echo always found it ironic how dominant the large man appeared on stage, but off it he was nothing but his play thing. his fans would never know that though, they would never know that because echo loved having it all to himself.

he watched mingi intently as the song finished playing, planning what he was going to do to him as he waited. echo smiled at his boyfriend as he approached him with a bright smile of his own, he was happy with how the concert went and how excited fans were.

“hi babe! what did you think of the concert?” mingi’s breath labored as he tried to calm it.

echo walked with mingi to his dressing room, “you did amazing, love. you looked very… delicious.” a chuckle left echo’s lips which made mingi blush slightly.

the two made it to mingi’s room where the taller male started to take off his concert gear. echo watched mingi from behind, licking his lips as he admired how sexy his boyfriend was.

mingi noticed and turned back to face echo. “why are you staring at me?” he laughed nervously as he moved to unbutton his shirt.

echo moved closer to mingi and began to help undressing him. each button he undid, he placed a light kiss on mingi’s chest, moving lower as he did.

mingi let out a breathy moan from the sensation, starting to feel his pants tightened. “babe…”

echo smirked as he looked up at mingi, seeing his once cheery face turn into a lust filled one. “yes baby? use your words.”

mingi grasped echo’s shirt, pulling him closer and putting his arms around his neck. “i need you. right here, right now. please.” the taller male begged, slightly grinding against echo to gain any sort of relief.

echo laughed at mingi’s attempts and how he suddenly became so needy for him. “okay slut, on the couch. now.” he commanded.

mingi obeyed and moved to sit straight up on the couch, waiting his next command. echo made his way over to his boyfriend and pushed him down so his back was on the bottom cushion.

echo began making out with mingi, one hand moving to choke him slightly while the other hand moved down to undo mingi’s buckle. echo was successful and pulled out mingi’s aching cock. he began stroking him slowly and teasingly which earned a pained whimper in his mouth.

“baby please, don’t tease me. please make me feel good!” mingi begged.

“all in due time, whore, i want to have my fun with you first.” echo smiled.

echo moved them so mingi was now straddling his leg. echo leaned back against the couch, hands on each side of mingi’s torso. “come on my pretty slut, get off on my thigh. i know you love to do that.”

mingi didn’t waste a minute before grasping echo’s shoulders for balance as he began grinding down on echo’s leg. echo leaned forward and began kissing along mingi’s neck and collar bones, leaving very visible marks.

mingi’s grasp grew stronger as he felt himself coming closer to his release. “fuck, baby, i’m so close. can i please cum?” he pleaded, his grinding speeding up.

echo pulled away from kissing along mingi’s neck and chuckled at his boyfriend. “you’re already so close to finishing on my thigh? you pathetic whore. getting off to nothing but my thigh.”

echo moved a hand up to grasp mingi’s hair and pulled his head backwards as he stopped mingi’s movements. “i don’t want you to cum yet. i still haven't finished having fun with you. i want you begging and moaning my name until you completely forget everything else besides me and my dick.”

mingi looked at him with a desperate look. he really wanted to cum and go home but he knew better than to go against his lover’s words.

echo grasped mingi’s cock once more, causing his lover to lurch forward from the sudden friction. echo began pumping his dick quickly and watched as mingi squirmed in his touch. his breathing sped up as he started whining and whimpering about how good it felt.

mingi felt himself close to the edge again, he was so lost in his pleasure that he didn’t say that he was close. he was only thinking of chasing his sweet release. mingi ended up cumming without a warning all over echo’s hand and shirt.

mingi kept his eyes closed as he caught his breath but suddenly froze upon realizing what happened. he looked down at echo who looked up at him with a hard gaze.

“oh now you’re really in trouble.” echo roughly moved mingi so he was laying on his stomach. he tore down mingi’s pants so he his ass was out. echo moved to lower his pants and lined up to mingi’s hole.

echo spat on his hand and lathered up his cock before sliding into mingi. the two had fucked the night prior which left mingi still stretched out.

mingi cried out from the sudden filling feeling. echo didn't let him adjust fully before pounding into him roughly. the pain turned to pleasure not long after though and soon mingi was a drooling and whimpering mess.

echo moved forward to leave some kisses along mingi’s back along with grasping on to his very over sensitive cock. he matched the pumping rhythm to his thrusts.

mingi was feeling both sensitive, sore, and pleasurable all in one as tears started to fall from his eyes. he was crying mostly from pleasure which mixed in with his drool.

echo was thoroughly enjoying mingi’s whimpers and moans as he continued to abuse his hole and cock. “that's it baby, you're doing so good for me slut. do i make you feel so good baby? are you nothing but a plaything for me to use?”

mingi’s mind was clouded as he slipped more into his sub space mind along with pleasure completely taking over. all he could do was moan in response.

echo laughed at this slightly, happily meeting his goal of getting mingi to think about only how good he makes him feel.

mingi was close for his second orgasm and made sure to say something to echo this time. “i’m so close baby! please can i cum?”

echo thought about it for a moment before deciding no and tightening his grip on mingi’s cock to stop him from spilling. “no. not yet whore. you can wait until i’m done.”

mingi cried out from the grip on his dick as he put his face in the couch cushions. he was sure that everyone could hear them but he didn’t care. all he wanted was to cum again and get affection after.

echo continued his pace for a few more minutes before he felt himself also close to his release. he released mingi’s cock, “okay baby, you can cum.”

mingi whined in relief and response as he came hard for the second time all over the couch seats. echo followed soon after, coming deep in mingi.

the two stayed still to catch their breaths. echo pulled out, cum leaking out after him. he got up and grabbed some tissues to clean up himself than mingi.

“come on princess, let’s get you dressed and let’s go home.” echo praised, kissing his boyfriend’s lips while moving to grab his clothes.

mingi was still in his sub space mindset as he made small movements to get up. he held out his arms, signaling he wanted affection. echo, of course, obliged.

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“Come down, night rain, night rain, dripping

down on us all night until the morning.”

[icequeenbae]

Giving Love a Shot (m) | BBH

Previous: Snapshot (m) [pt.1], Shot Through the Heart (m) [pt.2]

Pairing: photographer!Baekhyun x idol!Reader

Photographer AU, Established Relationship, PWP, fluff, smut (the usual)

Warnings: explicit content, unprotected sex, Baek is the god of oral™

Word Count: ~3k

Summary: You and Baekhyun have been trying out the whole ‘dating thing’ for a few months now. He comes to visit you in Japan during your schedule and things take an unexpected turn.

© Please do not copy/ post on other platforms without permission.

Author’s note: Hey hey, your authornim is back!! Thanks to @hwasdollie who took on and completed her beta duties so swiftly, I am able to post this during my birthday month!! I might be able to post smth else for a different fandom before the end of June as well but shhhhh Anyways, since a few people approached me asking for the continuation of the photographer!Baek story, I decided it's time to get my act together and post it! I hope you like it!! And please don't stay silent, you know I love to chat 💕💕💕

Network Tags: @kvanity-main @exo-writers-net @bbh-net @superm-net

‘Goodnight, Miss.’

You bowed to the hotel staff in a polite manner, looking perfectly put together. They only saw your eyes anyway, with your habit of wearing a mask at all times. Especially now that you had all your makeup removed after the full day of interviews. As your skin got pretty sensitive, you didn’t like to walk around bare-faced where people could see. Or worse, take pictures.

Had anyone asked, you would say that you contained your excitement reasonably well. Considering how giddy you actually felt, knowing that your boyfriend was coming to visit tonight. Actually, you were so impatient that you texted him from the elevator.

‘I’m almost in my room. Where are you now?’

Baekhyun was actually supposed to be there before you, so you arranged a spare key to wait for him at the reception desk downstairs. Of course, you made sure that it was discreet. You left it in a sealed envelope stuffed with blank paper to be passed onto him as soon as he arrived. He didn’t text you back in the last thirty minutes, so you assumed he was probably still on his way.

Swinging the door open, you walked inside and instantly removed your shoes. Your legs were killing you after wearing high heels all day. Checking your phone again, you confirmed that no answer came through and decided to make a quick run for the bathroom.

Incredibly short – in your personal opinion – fifteen minutes later, you were all done. But there was still no response from your highly anticipated guest.

‘Where is he, dammit?’ You muttered under your breath, walking into the room to get fresh clothes.

But as soon as you turned the lights on…

‘Oh my g-’ You covered your mouth to silence yourself.

There, on the armchair, was a neat pile of clothes. Male clothes. Meanwhile, said male was… in your bed. Sleeping like a baby.

There he was, your unreachable boyfriend. Resting up well, instead of giving you a warm welcome as soon as you walked in.

As your heart rate returned to normal, you rolled your eyes. If he wasn’t making an effort to stay awake, you were going to change into comfy panties and a crop top, as sexy lingerie obviously wasn’t on the menu for tonight, and join him. Turning off the upper light, you left the wall sconces on both sides of the bed on. Just for a minute.

You crawled under the duvet, instantly embraced by the warmth generated by Baekhyun’s body.

Two assertive arms snaked their way around your body, hugging you tightly.

‘Oh- you’re awake?’ You whispered in surprise, being pulled deeper into his den.

‘M- ‘f course,’ he murmured, eyes still closed.

‘Yeah, right,’ you snorted, squeezing his bicep in mock frustration. ‘I see you grew tired of waiting for me…’

‘Not at all. Your pillows just smelled so nice. And I know you hate when I get on the bed wearing clothes.’ He said, and you nodded in agreement. ‘So, I showered and decided to surprise you.’

‘By sleeping in my bed?’

You huffed out a laugh, brushing his messy hair out of his eyes as he cracked one of them open.

‘I wasn’t supposed to be asleep.’ He began, watching you with just that one eye, like a sleepy pirate. ‘I had an entire performance planned.’

‘That so?’ You nudged.

‘Picture this: you walk in, and I’m already on the bed buck naked, holding a rock-hard dick in my hand. ‘Enjoy the ride’ banner right behind me.’

‘Oh gosh,’ you coughed. ‘I’m thankful you changed your mind.’

‘I didn’t. There was just no scotch tape. And while I was weighing the probability of you killing me in case I used bubble gum,’ he paused to catch your hand that could very well pinch him for the suggestion. ‘…I fell asleep. Just for a second. More like drowsed.’

‘Drooling all over my pillow?’ You teased, causing him to frown.

‘I only drool when I’m dreaming of eating you out, and we didn’t get to that tonight,’ he said in a tone that suggested it was obvious and you should’ve known better. ‘Drowsed for a sec, nothing more.’

You only chuckled, fingers tracing the lines of his face. His sharp jaw, his prominent cheekbones, his soft lips.

‘I missed you a lot, aegiya.’ He said out of nowhere, both eyes closed.

‘You saw me two weeks ago,’ you mumbled, becoming shy as soon as he used the pet name.

It was so strange, even after these past few months, to see him like this. How could anyone become so boyfriend-y all of a sudden? You had no idea Baekhyun even had a side like this when you decided to get into this relationship. He’d managed to surprise you in multiple ways already; him flying across the ocean just to see you was one of the examples.

‘Exactly. Don’t tell me you weren’t suffering through every single day away from me…’

His fingers traced the skin underneath your top, threatening to start tickling you, and you squirmed, pushing him away timidly.

‘Why are you so lovey-dovey out of the blue? Are you talking in your sleep?’

‘Hey, that hurts. The real question is, why aren’t you? Aren’t you happy to see your oppa?’ He kept tugging you closer as you resisted playfully.

‘Ew. I told you, I’m not calling you that.’

‘Why’s that,’ he leaned in to kiss your neck and you failed to push his face away.

‘Don’t be gross.’

‘You’re my aegi, and I’m older, so-’

‘There’s no kissing for oppas. Or anything else fun.’ You pressed, licking your lips. ‘Only for my boyfriend. Baekhyun.’

He looked at your mouth a second too long, before muttering a low.

‘I see.’

You swallowed, trapped in this demonstrative struggle.

‘I see how it is, Y/N.’ He repeated slowly, catching you off guard with a sudden tug to finally press your body to his. ‘You think you got me all soft for you, so now you can do whatever you wish, hm?’

You bit your lip, shivering in excitement. His voice sounded gentle but low. Whenever he used this tone, you knew it was time to be a good girl.

‘Please don’t scold me, Baekhyunie,’ you pouted, caressing his shoulder sheepishly.

‘You didn’t give me an answer. Are you happy to see me?’ He pulled away slightly to give you a sharp glance.

‘Of course.’

‘That’s it?’ His furrowed eyebrows made him look dissatisfied.

‘I missed you. A lot. Too.’ You mumbled, eyes wandering around his bare chest.

‘Why are you so flustered?’ He continued his questioning, not allowing you to move away from his slow offense. ‘Thinking dirty thoughts already?’

The exposed look on your face probably told him everything.

‘Aegiya,’ Baekhyun smiled, content with your reaction. ‘You’re so easy to mess with.’

‘No, I’m no-’ Your protest was interrupted by a quick kiss.

‘Yes, you are. The moment I lower my voice you turn into a cute little puddle,’ he stated with the most satisfied look on his face before nuzzling your neck. ‘You know what else turns you into a pool of hot mess?’

You whimpered, startled by the pressure of his fingers directly on your clit.

‘God, I missed you,’ he gritted, licking a stripe over your ribs and inhaling your scent.

‘Baek-’ You swallowed, latching onto his shoulder. ‘We can’t be loud here. The girls are on this floor, and what if someone-’

‘This is a five-star hotel, princess.’ He made sure to continue his descent despite your feeble protests.

‘It’s not completely sound-proof!’

‘Don’t worry. I’ll make it quick.’ He smirked, hooking the fabric of your panties with his thumb to get them out of the way.

Making it quick was worse. It meant he was going to go zero to one hundred in a snap of his dainty fingers, and you were in no way ready to handle it.

During the course of your rather new relationship, he’d managed to perfect his oral technique to such an extent that you had to literally refuse him the pleasures of the mouth whenever you were outside the privacy of your homes. It was just too risky. If someone was to hear you…

He tended to make your sessions extremely noisy.

‘Just relax. I know what I’m doing,’ he hummed before poking his tongue out and dragging it slowly over your slit.

‘Oh-’ You grabbed onto the duvet, and he did it again.

Not forgetting to slurp this time.

Biting hard on your lip, you tried to keep still. But even that didn’t help when his wet tongue flicked your engorged clit. You could see him already getting into it. His heavy-lidded eyes watched you through the blond strands, and his mouth opened wide as if he attempted to swallow your entire pussy.

You panted, trying to move away, but he held you securely in place by the hips.

Baekhyun’s breath became heavier and heavier, and the sound of it only made you go mad with the thrill. His tongue flattened out and he moved his head up and down to drag it over your core.

Just as you thought that this was bearable, he did the unexpected. He sucked your clit into his mouth harshly, coating the area with so much saliva you could feel it trickle down to your entrance.

‘A-ah!’ You flexed your abs and pressed at the back of his head, chasing the contact.

Instead of slowing down as he usually did, he continued increasing the intensity. His tongue ran up and down your core with urgency before his lips closed around your most sensitive spot again, sucking harshly and then breaking out into short licks.

‘Baek, stop- I can’t-’ You sobbed mid-sentence as he shook his head lightly, adding stimulation.

At this point, his own breathing was loud and labored, as if he was the one on the receiving end of this hustle.

But, as soon as your breaths became shallow and your muscles started to clench, he ripped himself away and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

‘I just love bringing you to the edge,’ he admitted, licking his lips hungrily. ‘cause then I don’t have to spare your pussy.’

He slapped your vulva abruptly, and you yelped from the jarring sensation, sitting up.

‘Ride me, baby,’ Baekhyun said, dropping on his back as you got on top of him readily.

You wanted to get this over with. You needed him to finish what he’d started.

‘Shit.’ He cursed as soon as you brought your thighs down. ‘Go on.’

Swaying your hips, you focused on the friction against your walls. He always felt so good inside you.

‘Let me help you a little,’ he suggested, taking hold of your pelvis to aid you in your movements.

Leaning onto his chest with your palms, you went as hard as you could. And his thighs met yours, sounding a skin-to-skin slap upon every fleeting contact.

‘M-Baek,’ you whined, messing up the pace.

‘Don’t slow down,’ he demanded, fingers digging into your skin.

‘I can’t-’

He put his palm onto your back and prodded you to lean forward, gaining enough momentum to start pounding into you from below.

‘Fuck.’ He gritted, ignoring your uncontrollable moans and the lecherous noises from where your skin met his.

Baekhyun’s eyes never left your body, and he kept his tempo for as long as he could.

‘Fuck- Fuck!’ He suddenly growled, and you shrieked as you became undone.

‘B-Baekhyun,’ you cried out, held solid by his hands while his dick kept nailing you.

Thankfully, your boyfriend was quick to follow you and find his release. You whimpered as he shook briefly, letting out only a strained grunt to signify that he was finished for now.

He rolled you over to rest on top of your body, his entire weight pushing you down, and kissed you deeply. Both your and his breathing was hectic, but it didn’t hinder the interaction. Your fingers traced his prickly nape, while his tongue played with yours.

You laid like that for a bit before he scrambled off of you, finally letting you breathe properly.

‘I really did miss you.’

He smiled as you said that, and leaned in to press a playful kiss to your nose.

‘I know.’

You poked his cheek in embarrassment. He was a really affectionate boyfriend, and you loved that about him. It did make you a bit bashful though. Strangely, more so than your crazy sex marathons.

‘Thanks for flying all the way here just for me.’

‘It wasn’t just for you. I got a couple gigs here for the next few days,’ he shrugged, and then added. ‘I might’ve gotten those after I bought flight tickets, but sh-h! I can’t let it go to your head.’

‘Why not?’ You pouted, stroking his collarbone.

‘Aegiya, you already behave like a little princess, we don’t want it to get any worse, do we?’

‘Am I not your little princess?’ You narrowed your eyes at him.

‘You are,’ he sighed in defeat. ‘I guess, you win.’

‘What did I win?’ You chuckled, pecking him on the chin.

‘I don’t know. What would you like?’

The answer came with no hesitation.

‘You.’

‘That’s cute,’ he snickered. ‘You already have me.’

‘Hm. Then I don’t need anything else.’

‘Ugh. You don’t even have to call me oppa. I’m already melting like an ice-cream cone in a warm hand.’

You snorted at his words, and he gave you a long look.

‘I wonder what you pictured just now.’

‘Baekhyun!’

‘Alright, you don’t have to tell me.’ He agreed quickly, beaming at you shamelessly.

You shook your head.

‘It probably has something to do with my dick anyways.’

At this you kicked him lightly with your knee.

‘Ouch. Love hurts.’

~~~

You and Baekhyun stayed up super late (as per usual), talking about your time apart, teasing each other and bickering about pet names. So, when it was time for you to wake up and start getting ready… You decided to have some more beauty sleep.

However, after you ignored a bunch of ‘check-in’ morning messages from your members, the usual procedure was carried out – they sent one of their own to wake you up.

‘Eonni, are you up? We have to move out in an hour.’ Your maknae’s voice reached you through the layers of bedcovers and Baekhyun, who was practically wrapped around you.

Baekhyun.

Opening your eyes, you rose on the bed and rubbed your face to get ahold of reality.

‘Eo- eonni?’

The youngest of the group stood frozen in front of your bed, eyes open wide. Even with your brain barely shaken out of sleep, you realized what stunned her.

The blond man in your bed, who had his arm wrapped around you still, stirred from the noise and laid on his back, stretching out before opening his eyes. Your gaze fell on his exposed chest, and you quickly pulled the duvet up to cover the eloquent scratch you must’ve left on his pec yesterday.

‘What’s going on?’ He asked groggily, and the third person in the room finally broke out of her lethargic state.

‘S-sorry!’ She turned around and sprinted out of your room as if a demon was chasing her.

You called after her, but the click of the door locking announced that she was already gone.

‘Ah, dammit.’ You sighed, rubbing your pulsing temple.

Baekhyun’s hand squeezed your thigh to draw your attention.

‘Sorry. I overslept and one of the girls came to wake me up. Go back to sleep, I’ll deal with it.’ You caressed his cheek gently before turning away to get out of the bed.

‘What are you going to do?’

That was the question you had been asking yourself.

‘I’m not sure,’ you admitted. ‘That was our maknae, so… she’s probably told the entire group already. She is… easily excitable.’

‘Maybe you don’t have to do anything.’ He said, looking up at you.

‘Hm?’

‘Just tell them the truth. You’re not a rookie, no one’s going to kick you out of the group or whatever.’

You sighed. He was right, of course, but… You were scared. Admitting that to your group and management would make all of this official, and there’d be no turning back after that.

‘…or, you can just forget I said that. You don’t have to tell them if you don’t want to.’

He sounded neutral, yet somehow you knew he only made it seem like he wouldn’t be hurt in this scenario. Baekhyun truly was perfect in those few months you were together, so there was no reason for you to doubt his intentions. And you also liked him, a lot.

Maybe this morning was more of a blessing than a curse?

‘I’ll tell them. I’m tired of sneaking around anyways.’

‘Really? I found that quite exciting. Being your secret lover. Sneaking into your room through the window and all that.’

‘That never happened,’ you laughed.

‘It could’ve!’

‘Shut up,’ you pecked his smiling lips and picked up your phone.

Dozens of new messages in your group chat.

‘Y/N, if you’re not telling us who that ‘blond oppa’ in your bed was, we’re coming over to your room! We’re dying over here!!’

You read the last message out loud to Baekhyun.

‘That’s why I refuse to call you that. As soon as I introduce you to them, it’s going to be ‘Baekhyun oppa’ all the time. I like to be special.’

‘Gotcha,’ he snickered. ‘But princess, text them back before the whole intervention committee walks through that door. I’m not exactly wearing underwear.’

‘Oh crap, I better.’

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A/N: This is it for now with our freshly domesticated bf Baek~ I hope you enjoyed it the ride so far!! Let me know in the comments/ asks and reblog if you liked it ❤️

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Hi!! I don’t know if the blurb requests are still open, but if they are, could you write something about jealous Junmyeon?

yours • kjm [req]

pairing: junmyeon x f!reader

genre: fluff & angst

warnings: none

junmyeon doesn't get jealous.

he's never been the jealous type, and never had a problem with his girlfriends have male friends, or bringing his girlfriends around his bandmates. he never felt like he had to worry that she'd be whisked away—to put it plainly, junmyeon just never had to worry.

but watching the way you keep laughing at everything baekhyun is saying, the way you throw your head back and let out one of his favorite sounds in the entire world, is starting to turn him green. junmyeon doesn't miss the way baekhyuns eyes linger on your neck, your lips, and sometimes dance down to the exposed part of your chest. junmyeon tried to write it off as a casualty, as an accident. perhaps he was envisioning it, seeing something that wasn't there. but then baekhyun did it again, and again, and junmyeon decided he was tired of it.

"okay, that's enough," junmyeon tries to make his voice sound light, but its everything but. your laughter dies down and you look over at him with concern, eyes wide.

"you okay?" you ask quietly, a hand on his leg. junmyeon softens at your touch and nods, leaning over and placing a kiss on your cheek. you smile and turn back to baekhyun nearly immediately, and your boyfriend deflates against you. okay, maybe he has a jealous bone, but its not like its an everyday thing! you call jongin "your baby", and he doesn't even bat an eye—everybody knows that's different.

junmyeon sets his jaw and aggressively takes a bite of his food, chewing with too much vigor and intensity for the average person. you laugh again, at a joke that junmyeon misses, and he rolls his eyes, unable to stop himself. "it wasn't that funny," he hisses, pulling the attention of both you and baekhyun.

you frown over at your boyfriend, confused with his sudden behavior. "what's up with you?" you ask, fully turning away from baekhyun. junmyeon's adams apple bobs up and down and he looks away from you and mutters 'nothing'. you press your lips together and cross your arms over your midsection. "its something. what's the matter?" you press again, eyes boring holes into the side of his face.

"i'm ready to go," he says, the look in his eye saying enough. you open your mouth to protest, but close it when you see the look on his face. you sigh through your nose and mumble 'alright', before standing up and slinging your jacket over your arms.

"you're leaving?" baekhyun asks, looking up at you and darting his eyes between you and junmyeon. you give him a convincing, tight lipped smile.

"yeah, myeon isn't feeling well," you say, glancing around at the rest of his bandmates. jongdae snorts and you glance over at him, but junmyeon is already shooting him daggers. you furrow your eyebrows, feeling completely left out of an inside joke or something.

junmyeon practically drags you out of the restaurant, and once you get outside you pull yourself from his grasp. he looks over at you, hurt flashing across his face and disappearing in an instant. you frown, eyebrows furrowed in confusion, but you don't say anything because he doesn't, and just get into the car.

the first five minutes of the ride are silent, until junmyeon says "damnit!" and whips the car around.

"what is it?" you ask, holding onto your seatbelt.

"i left my laptop at the dorms," he groans, blowing out a breath. since they've been preparing for a comeback, he's been spending quite a bit of time there compared to the house you two share.

"oh," you say, looking over at him. junmyeon worries his bottom lip in a way that can't be because of a forgotten laptop. "myeonnie, talk to me. whats wrong?" he ignores you and you scoff, shaking your head and turning towards the window. if he wanted to be cold to you, you could do the same.

pulling up to the dorm building, you almost stay in the car but decide to go in with him at the last second. no matter how frustrating he is being, you are going to get him to talk.

you follow junmyeon into the dorms and he immediately heads to the kitchen in search of his laptop. you glance around and snort when you spot it wedged between the couch cushions. "i found it," you announce, pulling it from in between the couch. junmyeon thanks you as he comes back into the living room and reaches for the device, but you pull it away. "talk to me."

"y/n, can you not?" he grumbles, running a hand through his hair. you scowl at him and drop your arms down in defeat, barely holding the laptop in between your fingers.

"why are you being so mean, junmyeon! what did i do?" you ask, having reached your limits.

"its not you," he says and you scoff, shaking your head. you shove the laptop into his hands and turn to walk out of the dorm. "baby, wait." he grabs onto your hand and you yank away from him.

"stop it, junmyeon! i obviously did something, or you'd talk to me," you say, crossing your arms over your chest. it pains junmyeon to see you like this, and he doesn't like that you keep using his first name to refer to him.

“it’s not you, baby,” he says, reaching for you once more, but you step back from him. junmyeon cringes and drops the laptop onto the couch cushion. “it’s not you… it’s just, was baekhyun really that funny?”

“what?”

junmyeon drags a hand over his face. “you were laughing at his jokes all night; a lot of them weren’t funny,” you stare at him in shock, an incredulous look on your face as you try to figure out what it all means. “and he kept looking at you, and you kept laughing. i mean seriously, y/n, is he really that funny?" junmyeon asks.

you scoff. "you're jealous—over baekhyun!" you exclaim, ready to burst out laughing because its just... absurd. sure, you like baekhyun, but not like that, not in the slightest. he has good qualities, but they aren't qualities you want. junmyeon has everything you need.

junmyeon sighs and looks away, but his cheeks flush beet red, all the way up to his ears. you bite back a smile and close the gap between the two of you, wrapping your arms around his midsection and resting your chin on his chest. your boyfriend looks down at you and moves hair out of your face. “i’m sorry,” he murmurs, gently brushing your hair back.

you hum and slip your hands up the back of his shirt, softly rubbing your hands up and down his back. “i love you,” he tries, and your face cracks into a smile.

“i love you too,” he gives you a soft kiss, holding onto the sides of your face. “you know, you’re kinda cute when you’re jealous.” you say when you pull apart, grinning up at him.

junmyeon only blushes deeper and hides his embarrassment by putting his lips on yours once more.